Thursday, November 23, 2006

Hangover.

No, not from booze, though that may come after tonight.

My neck and shoulders are sore from yesterday's antics, and I fear some of the crap that got blown into my face at one point may have scratched one of my eyes. The affected orb is red and itchy, and drops don't seem to be helping.

Oh well, no one said there's no price to pay for a bit of fun....

The sole Thanksgiving "observance" around here will come soon, when I give the cat some treats I picked up for him at the deli last night.

More and more, I believe those studies done that show loss of companionship and affection can kill. If not physically murderous, it's certainly true on a mental level.

I'm happy to know that a lot of people I like and/or care about are enjoying Thanksgiving with friends and family. I remember the good feelings.

This is not how I envisioned my "holiday" would be spent at the beginning of the year. I'm not entirely sure I can get through another like this. I am sure I don't want to.

Back to work....

5 comments:

corn pie said...

was hoping you would be out somewhere today. the holidays are always hard when we are alone and I wish so much that you were happy this Thanksgiving, but don't lose hope for the months ahead. if we see this trend continuing into 2007, we will spend Turkey Day and Santa Day together. :)

Anonymous said...

Eh. I'm back. I'm home. I wasn't over where I went for even three hours. I'm back home and warm with the cats. That's really the only place I wanted to be.

-Lauren

KauaiFinn said...

*sniffle*

((hugs))

gillardia said...

I hope next year's Thanksgiving is much better for you, Scribbs.

Gill

MrScribbler said...

gill, honey, I can no longer see that far ahead.

All I can see now is what's directly in front of me. And it's not pretty....