Lovely things while I’m ill...
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lanithro has drawn me a Sad Ludwig in the Snow in celebration of International Narsus Week.
He looks marvellously perturbed and melancholy. Probably wondering if he’s revised enough pernickety detail about capital investment decisions and worrying over whether or not Eduard will demand the formula for Total Shareholder Return in all its algebraic glory in the morning or some such. Because Eduard does rather like formulae, almost as much as Orpherus likes to sleep and Naoji likes to dress Ludwig up as a Japanese girl. It’s a hard life being a Ludwig after all.
I’m also still horrifically flu-ish to the point where I’m sleeping more than anything else so I’m off to finish my not quite miscellaneous soup, it’s beef and tomato with a little bit of basil and is actually rather nice, and go lie down with a wrist-support on. I suspect that I may just pass out by tomorrow evening anyway.
And before I forget, Beechams tastes far too much of honey to the point where you want to throw up and Lemsip tastes like powered lemon which isn’t any better.
lanithro has drawn me a Sad Ludwig in the Snow in celebration of International Narsus Week.He looks marvellously perturbed and melancholy. Probably wondering if he’s revised enough pernickety detail about capital investment decisions and worrying over whether or not Eduard will demand the formula for Total Shareholder Return in all its algebraic glory in the morning or some such. Because Eduard does rather like formulae, almost as much as Orpherus likes to sleep and Naoji likes to dress Ludwig up as a Japanese girl. It’s a hard life being a Ludwig after all.
I’m also still horrifically flu-ish to the point where I’m sleeping more than anything else so I’m off to finish my not quite miscellaneous soup, it’s beef and tomato with a little bit of basil and is actually rather nice, and go lie down with a wrist-support on. I suspect that I may just pass out by tomorrow evening anyway.
And before I forget, Beechams tastes far too much of honey to the point where you want to throw up and Lemsip tastes like powered lemon which isn’t any better.
