Day 4. Totally fucked, schedule screwed... reboot.

 As you read this, I just tumbled out of bed, finally rid of a pounding headache, with a 7 worth of pain physically. I have not eaten since yesterday evening and I'm not hungry at all. AT this point, I can't even make brunch, if I would I would have to call it "blinner" (Breakfast, Lunch and dINNER rolled into one), because that's how late it is. This is stupidity of course, so I'm going to do the sensible thing and eat something very light and take in a lot of fluids to go with morning meds. Skip lunch meds (1 Diclofenac, 2 Paracetamol) and have dinner around seven. Then I'm moving light's out to midnight and go to bed with an eye to reboot the schedule tomorrow.

I had a nightmare where I was Blood Elf actually leading the Alliance against the Horde, in a post apocalyptic version of Stormwind. At least, this is what I remember of it. I hate to admit that I also was a female Blood Elf, because of the fraudian defects that might imply, LOL! At least I wasn't Forsaken! At any rate, when I woke up I was glad I wasn't dreaming anymore, but I can't explain why. Like dreams, nightmares fade as quick, though I rather return to my recurring dream then to this: night after night of disjointled dreaming of which I only remember fragments that make no sense and as the day progresses I can't recall any of it anymore which is definately for the better.

Yesterday I started a laundrycycle which is done now, of course, and since it is nice and sunny out, I'm gonna hang the laundry to dry outside. I love the smell and feel of nature dried clothes. No way a dryer can ever come close!