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As was stated earlier on in the week, morning comes way too early.
Good thing the weekend is coming up and I can sleep in. Well, not too late on Saturday due to a workout at the Y (if I feel better) and sundry stuff. Sunday, I can sleep in and spend the day with Colleen, as my Sunday group is now officially on hiatus until Summer's end.
Somehow, during the night, I must have put my body in an odd position. My right wrist, right shoulder, and neck were hurting. They still are as of now.
I'm on my own for supper tonight. There are times when I hate cooking at all when food just loses its allure. I might just settle for a TV dinner (or two)...
Got myself a small bottle of clove oil for the teeth. Haven't used any yet, but it smells rather potent. I'm wondering how it tastes. Of course, it reminds me of the time I took a hit off of one of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
volare's clove ciggies, and felt a nice little tingling effect in my lip. I'd consider having a pack around the house, but they're rather expensive.
22 days and a wakeup... somehow it doesn't seem right, but that's what the calendar count is...
More later on when the mind's in a better state, if it ever is...
Good thing the weekend is coming up and I can sleep in. Well, not too late on Saturday due to a workout at the Y (if I feel better) and sundry stuff. Sunday, I can sleep in and spend the day with Colleen, as my Sunday group is now officially on hiatus until Summer's end.
Somehow, during the night, I must have put my body in an odd position. My right wrist, right shoulder, and neck were hurting. They still are as of now.
I'm on my own for supper tonight. There are times when I hate cooking at all when food just loses its allure. I might just settle for a TV dinner (or two)...
Got myself a small bottle of clove oil for the teeth. Haven't used any yet, but it smells rather potent. I'm wondering how it tastes. Of course, it reminds me of the time I took a hit off of one of
volare's clove ciggies, and felt a nice little tingling effect in my lip. I'd consider having a pack around the house, but they're rather expensive.22 days and a wakeup... somehow it doesn't seem right, but that's what the calendar count is...
More later on when the mind's in a better state, if it ever is...