gillpolack @ 2011-09-30T13:03:00

I'm finally out of bed, my fever is down, my bags are packed and I'm off to Conflux (I just need to get dressed and take another batch of medicine).

I am a lot better than yesterday and unbelievably better than the day before. I am grumping about everything (which is a sign of improvement - I was too tired to grump before - I worry about the banquet and I worry about carrying my bags a mile through the cold, cold air and I worry about, well, most things ) and have fully ten minutes energy before I want to curl up and sleep all over again.

Why am I telling you all this? It's because I may not have the energy to report, this Conflux. When i can, I will, right now, however, I'm so impressed that I'm getting there at all and that I know where half my clothes are. Also, that I've packed notes for teaching (when I need this kind of notes of teaching, you know things are not that vibrant.)

Still, I'm a ton better than before I did my mammoth sleep, and am really relieved that I'm getting Conflux at all.
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Published on September 30, 2011 03:04
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