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Temps have been just above freezing for the last three days, weather has been grey and dank and miserable, and joints have hurt in a different way than any time before. Can only assume that side effects of the booster were delayed this time beause my arm didn't really bother me noticeably until two days later, and is still sensitive. So my right knee may have hurt because of the weather and my left because scars ache when you're sick.
Sitting on the sofa yesterday evening, not wanting to get up because getting up hurts, not wanting to do acrostics because my head wasn't up to it, nothing to read at hand except, well, those three phonebook Nemuki magazines from who knows how long ago that I keep thinking I should throw out. But grabbed one and read the Shinohara Udo story from the series I don't care for, and then the Ima Ichiko that I've already read three or four times, and when I put it down I was in another world, maybe ten years or more ago, when she was still doing weird stuff involving Ritsu and hadn't even thought of the complicated sideline of his great-aunt's homicidal grandchildren and great-grandchildren that I've never been able to get straight.
Which put me in a good mood, but also emphasizes the need to get my eyes checked and a new prescription for my left lens and possibly a custom made pair of reading glasses for special occasions, because at the moment I need a pair in every room in the house except the bathroom, and another in my backpack.
Sitting on the sofa yesterday evening, not wanting to get up because getting up hurts, not wanting to do acrostics because my head wasn't up to it, nothing to read at hand except, well, those three phonebook Nemuki magazines from who knows how long ago that I keep thinking I should throw out. But grabbed one and read the Shinohara Udo story from the series I don't care for, and then the Ima Ichiko that I've already read three or four times, and when I put it down I was in another world, maybe ten years or more ago, when she was still doing weird stuff involving Ritsu and hadn't even thought of the complicated sideline of his great-aunt's homicidal grandchildren and great-grandchildren that I've never been able to get straight.
Which put me in a good mood, but also emphasizes the need to get my eyes checked and a new prescription for my left lens and possibly a custom made pair of reading glasses for special occasions, because at the moment I need a pair in every room in the house except the bathroom, and another in my backpack.