From Twitter 11-12-2009

• 09:18:50: thinks GooGoo wants to make his debut.
  
• 11:55:51: needs to get dressed, make the bed, all that jazz. Uninclined to do so.
  
• 12:44:52: got dressed, made bed, all that jazz. Took shower too. & changed her mind about her outfit twice. Because she's huge and fewer things fit.
  
• 13:06:34: off to pick up Dixie
  
• 20:45:52: is contemplating going to bed, bawling her eyes out, finding a kitty to hug, and maybe a combination of all three.
  
• 21:55:19: loves her precious kitty
  
• 22:38:01: heartburn needs to die a terrible death
  

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Yay, my Pooh sheets are in Albany as of this morning, so they may come today. Nice.

Slept pretty well last night, actually, which was a nice change of pace considering yesterday's utter lack of activity. I'm up at closer to my normal time, too, which is good.

Today I need to think of something to take to potluck tomorrow.

And something warm for breakfast that does not involve waffles. Not sure that can be done, though, because I think I may go the French toast route and waffles is the closest thing to regular bread in the house.

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I am attempting to cook limas and lentils. This is proving interesting considering my state of massive not-feeling-wellness. At the moment I have them both on low just sitting on the stove soaking until I get myself pulled together.

I thought on my walk this morning that I actually felt rather grand considering. That went out the window mighty fast. Blah.

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Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

I ate huge amounts of lunch. I just can't seem to do the small meals thing. I don't know why. *sigh* In spite of that, I don't feel any MORE sick than I did before. No further nausea or longings to upchuck. This is good. I still don't feel a-bubble with energy, however. I lay down for a bit hoping to be able to sleep, but GooGoo wanted to wiggle. So much for that. But at least it was lay-down time.

I've also been such a good girl and eaten NO sweets today. I gotta say I can't help but wonder if my body is, at least in part, reacting to Not Being Fed Chocolate.

I can has bath tiem nao.