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Mar. 8th, 2008 01:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
solitary_summerBirthday present (a salt/pepper cellar in the form of a cute porcelain pony; unoriginal, I know, but it's a horse, it's cute, it's even mildly useful, she can put it in her collection, and I just couldn't be bothered any more), gift-wrap paper, ribbon and card? Check. (Even half a horse-themed Christmas present, hallelujah; the search is getting more aggravating every year.) Also shoe laces for me and a pair of small ear studs (silver with shiva eye), because I practically had to re-pierce the left hole again yesterday, after it'd had almost closed up because I never wear ear rings these days.
Pizza for lunch, and would this be a good place to say I'm really very grateful that I can eat almost everything again? I'm still avoiding coffee, which I definitely used to drink too much of, and on an empty stomach, before the stomach thing started, but I'm not really missing it, either. Not like I missed salads, fruit, chocolate, pizza and all the other not-bland food stuff.
On the less happy side of things, I got an email from the daughter of my flat's owner, that she wants to have a look at it... ::sigh:: I shudder at the prospect of apartment hunting, packing a gazillion books into boxes and all the accompanying stress. And this means I'll have to do a thorough cleaning next week... ::deep sigh::
::adds a pretty picture to justify the pointless post::
Pizza for lunch, and would this be a good place to say I'm really very grateful that I can eat almost everything again? I'm still avoiding coffee, which I definitely used to drink too much of, and on an empty stomach, before the stomach thing started, but I'm not really missing it, either. Not like I missed salads, fruit, chocolate, pizza and all the other not-bland food stuff.
On the less happy side of things, I got an email from the daughter of my flat's owner, that she wants to have a look at it... ::sigh:: I shudder at the prospect of apartment hunting, packing a gazillion books into boxes and all the accompanying stress. And this means I'll have to do a thorough cleaning next week... ::deep sigh::
::adds a pretty picture to justify the pointless post::
