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blamebrampton) wrote2008-06-26 09:27 pm
blamebrampton) wrote2008-06-26 09:27 pm
crappy day
I'm in a world of pain today. I managed to wake up through the night with stabbing sensations in my lower back and have spent the day with sundry drugs, a hot water bottle, many pillows and other fruitless bids to fix it up. Am about to head over to the chemist in a bid for mega-strength drugs, which I will follow up with a hot bath if they don't do the trick (water restrictions are still tight here, so a bath is the last port of call).
It has all put me in mind of the experience of writing for HD Worldcup earlier this year, which is why I decided to spend what upright time I could manage editing my WC fic for posting here, at last.
In happier news, I had a box of Hello Panda biscuits from the Asian grocery aisle last night. I offered one to J, who said "No thanks, I don't eat panda."
In actual fact they were gooey chocolate inside a sweet biscuit, and quite tasty. And the panda theme reminded me of a moment at a tram stop in Melbourne. There were two little boys, about eight years old, yammering. "And we can go and see KungFu Panda!" the first one said, excitedly.
"Yeah!" replied the second. "But we'll need to get up for the early screening. Everyone will want to see it, lunchtime will be panda-monium!"
There was a long pause. The first boy shook his head. "That was awful. That was so awful, it was really good."
I like to think he has taken the first step towards a lifetime of bad pun appreciation.
It has all put me in mind of the experience of writing for HD Worldcup earlier this year, which is why I decided to spend what upright time I could manage editing my WC fic for posting here, at last.
In happier news, I had a box of Hello Panda biscuits from the Asian grocery aisle last night. I offered one to J, who said "No thanks, I don't eat panda."
In actual fact they were gooey chocolate inside a sweet biscuit, and quite tasty. And the panda theme reminded me of a moment at a tram stop in Melbourne. There were two little boys, about eight years old, yammering. "And we can go and see KungFu Panda!" the first one said, excitedly.
"Yeah!" replied the second. "But we'll need to get up for the early screening. Everyone will want to see it, lunchtime will be panda-monium!"
There was a long pause. The first boy shook his head. "That was awful. That was so awful, it was really good."
I like to think he has taken the first step towards a lifetime of bad pun appreciation.
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