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Ahem. Looks like I'm not going to die just yet. The doctor prescribed eye-drops for the conjunctivitis, pills for what seems to be a slight sinus infection, and referred me for a sinus x-ray; I've already made an appointment for tomorrow morning. Not very spectacular, but I am relieved... Probably a good thing too, that I'm finally having it checked out, I've had this slight but chronic flu for forever...

I could have had a day off tomorrow; my boss was all but offering. In fact she was offering me to call in sick. And I? I just couldn't do it, felt too guilty, especially towards K*, who'd have to come in my place, but also on a general principle. Stupid, stupid, stupid. :: facepalm :: I'm neurotically over-conscientious...


So, yesterday: Been on a mini hiking-tour (barely deserving the name, only about 4 hrs.) with my sister, Hohe Wand from Waldegg; beautiful late summer / early autumn mood, but much too hot, again - after the last cold-spell I thought the heat was finally over, but apparently I was mistaken, temperatures are up to 30C again. We arrived at the conclusion we were getting old, volontarily going on hiking tours on Sundays, which we both hated with a passion when our parents forced us to come along when we were children... ah well.


:: sigh :: Brain damage is the only valid excuse for entries like this one, and as it turned out I can't lay claim to that...

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If I haven't mentioned it before, I love fresh figs. Seriously. Adore. Lush, slightly decadent and just utterly perfect...