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February 04, 2005
fear not, Revered Readers
My silence is not from anything heinous. I wasn't making good progress in my recovery, and when I saw my doctor on Wed., he said that I must cease all work, including intellectual work, and "rest my brain" until the puking, headaches, etc., subside. The only treatment for concussion, alas, is rest—complete rest. Alas. I had a hard time at first figuring out how to do that, but Anthony Trollope's fiction plus the cable movie channels are seeing me through enforced vegetation. I'll be happily jabbering again here just as soon as I can.
Posted by senioritis at February 4, 2005 06:25 AM
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i suppose it would be rude of me to ask where other than a scary snowy road i could get one of those--i'm a little nauseated by my intellectual work as-is, & there are some taped episodes of csi downstairs calling my name...
while i'm being rude, i should note that it was two days ago today that when somebody asked me "do you think becky will really stay off her blog and rest?" i said "two days."
i should have bet on that. a hundred dollars, specifically. in nickels, more specifically. because that's what i owe jeremiah from the inopportune bet i made with him on the first day of your class, and if i won the sum back now i'd be ahead by a whole fifteen cents.
you're not laughing, because you're not reading this, because you're stepping away from the blog. enjoy your bad tv. shall i drive out this weekend with fiction? **sparkle**
Posted by: tyratae at February 4, 2005 01:09 PM