disconnected, mostly

The dreaded lurgy is going round at work. One coworker was off ill, and two others were doing the ritual of "well, you know, I was feeling a bit off today, but not quite bad enough to call in sick..." Ah, autumn.

Getting an urge to knit a pair of gloves. Now shall I try a new pattern, or just go and find the good old Fetching version? Probably the latter. It's so convenient.

Incidentally, the nice thing about falling asleep in an armchair in front of the television in the early evening while hand-stitching the binding on a quilt is that the quilt will be spread out over your legs, and does its job. One is comfortably warm.

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King: Chiswick, remind me to send flowers to the king of France in sympathy for the death of his son.
Chiswick: The one you had murdered, my lord?
King: [absentmindedly] Yes, yes, that's the fellow.

-- Blackadder (first series)

that bug is definitely going round at work

Got very little done this evening. Am braindead. Was apparently looking fairly awful at work, too, though I managed to make it through the day. I think that was where my brain went, as I cannot find it now.

Will just note down for reference that after seeing a lot of Pierre Cardin 60s stuff on the OMGthatdress site, I now have a sudden urge to write a character in a thigh-high dress and thigh-high PVC boots.

Just in case I forget.