July 27th, 2016

Not Live. Probably more zombie-ish.

I'm really fed up with these physical issues.

My body is telling me I have a football-sized bruise on the inside of my upper left thigh. I don't *see* anything, but it hurts. As an apparent consequence, I'm being silly-level temperature sensitive. (Normally, my comfort range is 40F-90F; when I woke up from my nap it was 72F and I felt cold.) And I don't know yet if I have bedbugs, since I was itching like crazy from the Allopurinol reaction before the contaminated books got here. (So if they *did* contain bedbugs that eluded an hour in a 200F oven, I have no way of knowing about it, since I can't see 'em and I itch anyway.)

I've got things I need to do. First on the list is figure out what those *are*, but I'm good at that. But not if I can't pay attention to what I'm doing.

Anybody got some of their own problems I could work on? Those are always easier.