Musings of Khlari

Yep. Well, I told everybody not to get too excited. And before somebody tells me it’s all to do with a positive outlook (and I axe-murder and disembowel them), I did go with a positive, nay scarily smiley face wearing a suit and heels.

Just found this out, and had to share this with you because it was so strange……

Yep. Official. I did it. I have passed my M.A. I am now officially a smart-arsed weirdo woman. Two years down the line, here I am, M.A,. in hand. Now what do I do with the damned thing????

Yes, brought to book by Mr SpicyCauldron. Admission of guilt, I’ve been playing on Facebook and have not been a good little blogger. Slapped wrist to self. Back soon, promise…..

I’m back, I’m back!!!!well, I haven’t actually physically been anywhere as such, just out of the loop, so to speak. the dreaded novel is in, although I managed to again be so ill that it was hard to finish what I needed to do when I needed to do it. Yes, the dreaded migraines again made an appearance in a spectacular fashion just when I could really have done without them. That coupled with the near obligatory printer hissy-fit. Great.

Hmmm has been a busy day really. Not been up to much really, apart from the obvious working, that is. Had a wander about at lunchtime, as Mr A was working miles away, and spent some birthday book tokens in Waterstones.

I got-

One Good Turn- Kate Atkinson

OK…thanks everyone for the comments on my last post, which was a tad on the serious side, I know. That might be because I’ve been bottling it up through a mixture of shame, embarrassment, worry about what anyone will think, panic re the legal case…..and many other reasons.

So I woke up feeling like…urggggh. But determined to go and wish TNO a Happy Birthday, so it was off to AmethystDragon’s house, armed with M_______, Mr A, a host of books on suicidal home-brewing for TNO…gems such as ‘How to brew Psychotropic Ales’ and ‘Brew like a Monk’- TNO loves to make weird and wonderful brews, which led to many weird and wonderful discussions.  Kitty and Skit were there, as was Silent, Unfortunately ended up feeling a lot worse, after only a can or two of Grolsch (I had foregone the interesting brews). Had to be a real party-pooper and go home at 9.30 or so which is most unlike me. Yuk yuk yuk. Retired to bed with lots more hydrocodeine, and still felt rubbish in the morning…….It’s not fair. Maybe I’d have been better off with the psychotropic ales.

It has been a very mixed couple of weeks to say the very least….The Thursday before last, ie the 14th, my head began hurting at work. So off to bed I went when I came home, having dutifully taken my Zolmitriptan……and it didn’t go. I don’t remember much of Friday, nor in fact of most of the weekend. Monday to the G.P. as I had run out of medication (I only get 6 at a time which is no good if it lasts that long- apparently they are ‘too expensive’- glad to know I’m worth it, eh?).