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Friday Morning, Room 304
Dec. 9th, 2005 07:51 amAngela noticed several things when she woke up Friday morning.
The first was that Min had decided perching on her chest and staring at her was the best way to speed kibble distribution. "I'm on to you," she muttered sleepily, then winced as she noticed a second thing, which was: It hurt to mutter. Her head hurt too, and trying to take a dep breath tipped her into a coughing fit. And either gremlins had been jamming silly putty up her nostrils, or she had the stuffed nose of all time.
She pours the cat food into the bowl and searches her room for cold medicine and orange juice. At least I don't have class or work today, except the library...
On the plus side, the snow outside is very pretty. It gives her something to look at in between sneezing fits.
She makes two phone calls before collapsing back into bed.
[OOC: Gone until Sunday. Angela and I offer mad applause to everyone involved in the pageant as she withdraws to her sickbed.]
The first was that Min had decided perching on her chest and staring at her was the best way to speed kibble distribution. "I'm on to you," she muttered sleepily, then winced as she noticed a second thing, which was: It hurt to mutter. Her head hurt too, and trying to take a dep breath tipped her into a coughing fit. And either gremlins had been jamming silly putty up her nostrils, or she had the stuffed nose of all time.
She pours the cat food into the bowl and searches her room for cold medicine and orange juice. At least I don't have class or work today, except the library...
On the plus side, the snow outside is very pretty. It gives her something to look at in between sneezing fits.
She makes two phone calls before collapsing back into bed.
[OOC: Gone until Sunday. Angela and I offer mad applause to everyone involved in the pageant as she withdraws to her sickbed.]
