To Grocery or Not to Grocery, That Is the Question...

[savageseraph]

I know I must sound a bit whiny this week because of the sick. Believe me, I'm controlling it more in posts than I can manage in real life, where I can't edit nearly as ruthlessly. When I'm sick, all bets are off. My normal filters that might keep me from being overly...ummmm...direct get eroded. Which is why I try to curl up in a ball of solitary misery. The good news: I slept better last night. Not great. Not straight through. But better and longer. I'm still congested, but it isn't as profoundly bad and the amount of liquid determined to flee my body via my nasal passageways has decreased significantly.

Right now, I'm sitting here in my nightshirt with Ripley on the chair next to me wishing I didn't have to run out to the grocery store, but alas, I do. I was going to stop yesterday, but I felt too miserable and it was pouring rain. Part of me is saying, "Go later. You have time." The other part of me is saying, "Bite the bullet and get it over and done with. As the day progresses, you aren't going to feel like going out any more than you do right now." *sigh*

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[wyncatastrophe.livejournal.com]

"Go later. You have time."

The bad angel on my shoulder has been whispering this in my ear for about the last hour. (Admittedly, zie has also been issuing dire warnings about the dangers of IBS attacks on Northern Virginia's congested so-called freeways, but mostly I think my Bad Angel is a lazy bugger.) But I am about to shove Bad Angel off my shoulder with the excuse that only by driving to Target will I be able to find more burnable CDs for my trip to Fairfax, and only by driving into Fairfax will I be able to get Cheesecake Factory, and only by getting Cheesecake Factory will I be able to eat something yummy while reading Derrida. (The Derrida kind of makes me wrinkle my nose, but I did sort of sign up for this.) So: what you need is a motivational chain of causality thingamabob. I move you put some Golden Flake salt and vinegar chips in it, as these are my second favorite thing for a sore throat (gin & tonic might be even better).

[savageseraph.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I think I have your Bad Angel's twin living with me. I mean it's bad enough when he pulls that shit on a good day, but it's just not fair to take advantage of me in my germ-weakened state.

[j-flattermann.livejournal.com]

A bit of fresh air should do you good as long as you pack yourself in warm clothings.
If you can’t be bothered at all, order online. However, don’t know how this works at your end. Here in Liverpool you hardly get groceries delivered same day.
So it’s up to you.
*HUGS*

And Yeay, to feeing a bit better and managing to sleep through the night. This means you are on the mend. Very good indeed.
*MORE HUGS*

[savageseraph.livejournal.com]

It's actually pretty warm down here. Not at all the sort of winter weather I'm used to. I think there are places that deliver, but honestly, the grocery store is in a strip mall right next to my complex.

I don't have far to go. I just feel all hibernatey.