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I hate that habits learned as a child are so ingrained. If didn't feel well on a school-day, my mom would let me stay home from school if I "really felt that bad". I had to be responsible for my own welfare and my own choices, and unless I was seriously ill, I'd go to school.
Now, when I have a fever and a sore throat, and I know, logically, that it would be better to stay home than to go in and make mistakes and spread germs, I still feel obligated to go to work. The only time I stay home is when I am physically unable to get out of bed. I know this is not good. But I feel so damn guilty about being at home on a work day! Literally, this morning I sat huddled on the sofa with a blanket and mug of tea and pondered all the things that needed doing, wondering if I could manage them while taking DayQuil, which usually makes me feel better, but also disconnects me completely from reality. And of course I ended up going to work. I told myself I'd leave if I felt worse, but that never happens. Once I'm there, I'm there. And there's always more to do.
Randomness:
♣ I was thinking that the entire day had been an utter waste, but then I checked my email and f-list. In addition to some smile-inducing items posted by you guys, there was an article forwarded from my grad school roommate. It was all about the Red Shed, the best dirty dive bar in Madison. It brought back fond, fond memories of their Long Island Iced Tea, which is served in Mason jars and costs $5. An excellent deal for a poor grad student on a budget. Many a Thursday night State Street crawl began there. If, of course, there was no birthday to be celebrating with free beers at the Nitty Gritty.
Cheers, Krazy! Thisliter pint's on me.
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why_me_why_not has me addicted to Criminal Minds now. Reid is a totally geeky smarty-pants nerd, which means I heart him. There is, however, a dearth of good CM slash. I'd possibly be OK with CM het or gen, but none of the women on the show intrigue me. Except perhaps Garcia. I'd be interested in reading more of the platonic vibe between her and Morgan. Perhaps I'm just not looking in the correct places for CM fic? Can anybody point me in the right direction? (I've read Rushlight's stuff, and the stuff pimped on the CM slash LJ comm.)
♣ Someone (maybe
crack_broom?) recently rec'd MadMartha's Two Households series. Now, in my own little HP universe, Ron Weasley normally does not have sex. And he absolutely does not have sex with Harry. In fact, I'm not upset if he's just a background character in most of the fanfic I read. But MadMartha's Two Households (at
marthas_library or her Yahoo group or the Best Mates archive), with Slytherin!Harry and cool magical theory and plays for House dominance? I'm loving it. It might even convince me of the validity of the Best Mates 'Ship, which I know some of my f-list sail quite devotedly. It won't surpass the twins or the Snarry, but I might not automatically cringe if I see H/R listed as the pairing.
♣ I had a moment of sheer and complete panic yesterday, thinking that the MS150 and Phoenix Rising were scheduled on the same weekend, and seriously told MrIris that if they were on the same weekend that he could bike the 150 miles by himself, 'cause I was going to New Orleans. Happily, though, they are a month apart.
Have I rambled enough? I think I have.
The in-laws arrive tomorrow AM for a long weekend. I suppose I should get off my fat ass and get the house cleaned.
Now, when I have a fever and a sore throat, and I know, logically, that it would be better to stay home than to go in and make mistakes and spread germs, I still feel obligated to go to work. The only time I stay home is when I am physically unable to get out of bed. I know this is not good. But I feel so damn guilty about being at home on a work day! Literally, this morning I sat huddled on the sofa with a blanket and mug of tea and pondered all the things that needed doing, wondering if I could manage them while taking DayQuil, which usually makes me feel better, but also disconnects me completely from reality. And of course I ended up going to work. I told myself I'd leave if I felt worse, but that never happens. Once I'm there, I'm there. And there's always more to do.
Randomness:
♣ I was thinking that the entire day had been an utter waste, but then I checked my email and f-list. In addition to some smile-inducing items posted by you guys, there was an article forwarded from my grad school roommate. It was all about the Red Shed, the best dirty dive bar in Madison. It brought back fond, fond memories of their Long Island Iced Tea, which is served in Mason jars and costs $5. An excellent deal for a poor grad student on a budget. Many a Thursday night State Street crawl began there. If, of course, there was no birthday to be celebrating with free beers at the Nitty Gritty.
Cheers, Krazy! This
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♣ I had a moment of sheer and complete panic yesterday, thinking that the MS150 and Phoenix Rising were scheduled on the same weekend, and seriously told MrIris that if they were on the same weekend that he could bike the 150 miles by himself, 'cause I was going to New Orleans. Happily, though, they are a month apart.
Have I rambled enough? I think I have.
The in-laws arrive tomorrow AM for a long weekend. I suppose I should get off my fat ass and get the house cleaned.