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[derien]

I decided to try out a new place for my hormone patch, this week, and tried placing it high in the middle of my abdomen, just below where my ribs come together.  About the place that you'd stick your hand through if you were planning to rip someone's still beating heart from their chest.  And oh MAN it itches!  And it's right there, up front and center, where it's so hard to ignore.  You can't take the patches off and place them somewhere else, once they're placed.  You have to either use a different one or just suffer.  This is going to be a long week. 

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So, on Feb 2 the Groundhog said we would have 6 more weeks of winter.  But that only takes us into the beginning of March, which, in my memory (which sucks, granted) is about the earliest you can expect it to start feeling like spring around here.  It's been a warm year, though, and feeling like spring in the middle of January.  And the more warm weather we have the more everyone says that we'll get hit, later.  It's a sort of mantra around here;  Don't get used to this, don't relax your guard.  But late in the winter, in February, if you can get one more cold snap out of the way, then you feel as though you can begin to relax your guard.  After all, at that point, even if it's goes back to the same temperature it was before the cold snap, it's going to feel warmer, and you'll have the impression that spring is on the way.  It's all about Headology.

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My method of all cooking seems to be to turn on the heat, then read until I smell something.  And mars_assassins kept me well distracted until my english muffin was almost burnt. :)  I wonder what can have been going on with me on the 24th of January that I would miss a mars_assassins post?  (I went back and looked, but all I saw was that I was drinking heavily.  Hm.  And I didn't say why.  Not even a private post.  What good is keeping a journal if I don't tell my future-self anything?)  Anyway, Chapter Forty-Six is up, and I hadn't read Chapter Forty-Five.  Which means I'm happy, today, with a double-dose of 19th Century Schwartzy Goodness. :)  (Badness?  Well, they don't seem quite so bad when there's nobody around for them to kill.)  Plenty of cute-Nagi and jealous-mood-swingy-Schuldig and archaeological-Crawford and huge long sentences and guy-cuddling! 

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[daegaer.livejournal.com]

(Badness? Well, they don't seem quite so bad when there's nobody around for them to kill.)

I need to find someone for them to kill, obviously! Farfarello would like that. He'd like that a lot.

[derien.livejournal.com]

I'm sure killing animals doesn't quite let him release the tension he needs to. I feel his pain. Oh the angst of not being able to kill someone.

[daegaer.livejournal.com]

He just wants to spend some quality time with a stranger and a knife. Is that so wrong?