Holding pattern ...

[blamebrampton]

Am sitting in Adelaide David Jones food hall drugged out of my mind but with a stable wireless connection which my hotel would not allow. Ask me about my headache! I will say URRRRRRGGGGGHHHHH, at you, and also that Urgh is probably the first word I have not had to fix a typo in so far. Including typo.

The plane had issues, I am underslept even for me, and I have two Britpicks that I wanted to send back tonight. Girls, I will send them tomorrow. Please send your mods here where I take full responsibility. Tonight I would probably insist that you add in a gotten or indeed a golem somewhere, I am so out of my skull.

On asprin.

Fucking lightweight.

I owe many comments, which will also happen tomorrow. Staggering back upstairs now. At least I have chocolate, so if I throw up later it will taste good! (ish)

Comments

[libby-drew.livejournal.com]

♥ ♥ ♥

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

Thanks, love, Rai is a life saver. I am apparently celebrating the festival of the groggy nap this weekend. When I find what god/ess that's devoted to, I am going to do something quite sacrilegious.

[libby-drew.livejournal.com]

My poor baby! I make a mean chicken soup. Hang on, I'll be right over. ;)

Rest and get better.

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

I would love that. Alas, by the time you get here, I'll be back in Sydney. And the soup will be stopped and eaten by Customs. Am actually feeling a lot better after this afternoon/evening's mega nap, except that I missed dinner with some people I like a great deal. Oh well, I clearly needed the sleep.