cimorene

ninglor leaves, with her hair all lovely, in 40 min from the downtown bus station. i woke up earlier this morning (alarm had been set for 7:45) to discover the alarm blank-faced, the plug having fallen out (all the outlets in this room are badly stripped, and none of them keeps plugs very well). jumped up in the coldcold!, panicked. checked computer for the time (6:08) and plugged the clock in and set it all again, without putting on a sweater still. all panicked.

the nightlight that i also plug in at night--above the alarm--was face-down on the floor. she wouldn't stay in the wall for a million dollars and a hot night with her choice of fellowship actors (she's a stained glass koi made by my favorite aunt, so perhaps one might question her interest in dom and lij and viggo. don't be ridiculous, though).

alarm went off again and adrienne turned it off for me. i've taken my medicine with sips of scalding blackcurrant tea--am having stabbing pains in my temple and haven't taken any ibuprofen yet, as that would qualify as on an empty stomach, which is very very much not a good idea, as a week or so of nausea last fall can attest.