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Feb. 5th, 2015 07:47 pm


tajasel: Katie, with a purple wig on. (Default)
Today I feel like I have small people trying to escape from inside my skull by battering their way out via my sinus cavities. Enforced night off with comfort food and Netflix, so I feel human enough to do first aid at elbow tomorrow night, cos, y'know, elbow. However, I occasionally have weird dreams when I'm sick, and last night was no exception.

I had a lucid dream that I'd overslept, despite my friend Josie (whose sofa I was crashing on) agreeing to wake me before she went to work; dream!Katie realised that she wouldn't do that because she's too excellent… and then I woke up anyway. At 04:30. Thanks, brain.

Then, after Josie had woken me at the more appropriate time of 6am, I dozed on the sofa whilst she ate her breakfast, and dreamed that I was trying to revive the expired parrot from Monty Python with cough syrup, and John Cleese was looking at me like I was crazy.

Ugh. Fingers crossed for feeling better before goodbye celebrations occur this weekend: 9 days to Finland!
tajasel: Katie, with a purple wig on. (Default)
Last night, I was cooking something, and suddenly, it caught my attention that a bunsen burner over the stove had set fire to a salt pot on the shelf above.

I calmly commented to my mum that a pepper pot was on fire, and she said "no it isn't", to which I replied "no, you're right, it's the salt pot", and then I started trying to blow the salt pot fire out. Of course, as soon as I extinguished the salt pot, the bunsen burner beneath it started the fire once again. I'm not sure why, looking back, I didn't think to remove the fuel source from the bunsen burner - instead, I just kept blowing. And blowing. And blowing.

Unfortunately for poor [twitter.com profile] maznu, it was the early hours of the morning, and moments earlier he had been sleeping peacefully next to me, but in my unconscious state, I thought his face was the fire, and he was brutally woken by the full force of my lung capacity.
Sep. 13th, 2010 11:00 am


tajasel: Katie, with a purple wig on. (Default)
Last night I dreamt that I was lying in a hospital bed, and [personal profile] ciphergoth parachuted in through an air vent and talked to me about cryogenics.