Sorry slushy folks, that does not sound pleasant.
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While I was away, my wife said the garage door opener broke. I finally got a chance to look at it and it looks like an easy-peasy fix. Just need to splice in some fresh wire to one of the sensors.
I am on day 3 of everything hurting. No sharp pain, nothing extreme, but all over. Coincidentally I hate everything, no food sounds good, I can't get comfortable, everyone is stupid, I am simultaneously a failure at doing anything and having to do every damn thing in the world. I have not yet lost my shit, but I feel it slipping.
Gud's definition of easy is not mine.
Any chance it's the mild flu, msbelle?
No fever so I don't think so. Can malaise be an official diagnosis?
I'm sorry msbelle. That definitely sounds like malaise.
Tangent - my dad played on a soccer team called The Current Malaise back in the day.
Can malaise be an official diagnosis?
If so, I'm on that bench with you.
Can malaise be an official diagnosis?
If it isn't, it should be.
I had a few days of blah and ow in January, so whatever it is, it's going around.
Malaise, malaise, malaise, the word has lost all meaning, but see, divorced from meaning it's a pretty collection of sounds... like clothesline.
I could almost hear the brane gears grinding fruitlessly this AM before coffee and meds. H asked a question--simple, easy, but mulitpart answer. I just blinked at him, ouchy and incapable of beginning the first part. Coffee and meds on board, braining is now possible.
I honestly don't remember what feeing *good* feels like.