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how is it that one week away from church can feel like a lifetime? it feels very strange to be going there this morning. well, many things seem strange this morning. i got very little sleep, due to the pain. which can fuck off right now. i almost got out of bed around 4, when i was convinced i had never felt anything so excruciating and that i would never sleep again. i did sleep more though, and went through the same thing an hour or so later. how many pain killers can you take at once before it's a bad idea? just checking.

i don't really know where yesterday went. i just remember showering around 5 pm. and then camillafarfalla came over later and we all watched some lotr dvd and the french and saunders thing and stuff. [hey camilla - that stuff we were talking about? all is well.] it was good but i was sleepy. don't now why - except that i did so little with my day, maybe i just never woke up.

so, this morning's sermon topic: some assembly required. about people not being perfect and that being ok. just keep on trying, starting again, blah blah blah. we'll sing britten's new year carol and this horrid rutter thing called let's begin again that i pulled out of the files figuring they'd know it by heart like all the other horrid rutter things. but no. appears that no one has sung this particular horrid rutter thing at the church for like 20 years at least. so i actually had to spend time teaching it. this is not right. ::sigh:: but it'll be over with this morning. a sigh of relief will be heard from my general direction directly following the offertory.

sing levy dew, the water and the earth

am home. we purchased a large piece of exercise equipment today. i say 'we.' i mean rachael. she's got this benefit at work that means she can get most of it paid for. if it means we exercise more, it will be a very good thing.

but now we're home and i'm fricking exhausted. i can't say how the sermon was today because i zoned through the entire thing. usually i at least get the gist. well, i kind of got the gist today too: perfectionism is bad. ok. i'm not perfect. lalala.

i bought this patch to stick on my knee and it keeps it feeling icy hot for hours. it's rather nice. and some ibuprofen. bleh. ::tells self again that drugs are not inherently bad:: ::tries to believe it::

i want to eat popcorn with braggs and nutritional yeast on it and watch buffy now. may i?

shoot me stuff me mount me

just here to share my anticipatory delight. i am about to dig into the big pile o'slash that's been building up in my favorites folder. let's see... some things i'm planning to read over the next few days:

~secret slasha fic from btvs, lotr rps and hp. i think starting with silviakundera's recs from those would be a safe bet.
~also going to peruse pretzelsaregood's recs from shortly ago and her recent postings of karl/martin and dom/billy.
~two recent hp from hackthis
~zarah5's orlando/harry, billy/lij--love the idea of that pairing-- and dom/billy. yay! zarahfic!
~the rest of welcome to the real world - h/d wip as recced by camillafarfalla that i started a million years ago and now has more chapters.
~impudent_rabbit's eminem/elijah (1, 2, 3)
~this... what is this? eomer/faramir? as recced by starbuckle

mm. probably a whole bunch more too. who knows where i've hidden them all? oh, look at them all. whee!!!