Shut Up & Write

You love it. You loathe it.
Either way, you can't help yourself. You are one of us.
(You are also a masochist. But that's OK.)

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Struggling (and more often fighting) writer by trade, and office monkey when I need to pay my bills. It's an enviable life.
I know, you're probably a little jealous now.
It's perfectly understandable.

February 19, 2007

Freaky.



Went for a short walk with a friend and her dog this evening and while I was mostly well-protected from the very icy cold (even down to polar fleece long underwear -- so sexy), I came home with a numb face. An hour later, I had a seriously nasty chill going on.

So I decided to take a long, hot bath with a trashy book... And noticed that my nail beds were purple.

Apparently this is common for cold exposure, but still, it was a tad alarming. Usually I just get cold and can't warm up, covering in goose pimples, etc... but the purple nails thing was decidedly strange.

Fortunately, they've gone back to normal and I can rule out any serious health issues.

Now am back to enjoying my alarming ability to generate electricity (how I hate
thee, stupid dry air) -- water, walls, light fixtures, my boyfriend... it all gives me nasty shocks. Except chocolate.

Chocolate still loves me. Fortunately.

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