My Symptoms

All right, the latter is not a symptom so much as what I heard as I woke up about every half hour through the night unable to breathe. There are at least two squirrels in the attic who show not the slightest interest in the trap.

I would be in bed, but I need toilet paper, tissues, cold medicine and to mail a bunch of comic books (yay!). The piece at Coilhouse has brought us some new interest, as perhaps has the latest wardrobe for Jane 🙂

When I return, more British comedy and weepy films. Why don’t I have more Garbo?

6 Comments

  1. Hagelrat says:

    being ill sucks. :(I should be back at work tomorrow thank gods. I hate being stuck at home ill.

  2. K. A. Laity says:

    I don't generally mind being at home, but being home and unable to do anything irritates me.

  3. The Queen says:

    The Coilhouse piece is too wonderful for words (ha ha.)Feel better soon! Perhaps some Squirrel broth soup with rice will cue what ails you….Happy Imbolc!

  4. K. A. Laity says:

    Thanks — fortunately I finished up the trip to the PO by leaving the package of 9×12 envelopes on top of the postage machine. Brilliant.

  5. Todd Mason says:

    May all recover and be recovered. (And that version of CAMILLE is also dear for the pivotal small role for world-changing writer Fritz Leiber, Jr.–he plays the returning-home soldier who gives Robert Taylor's character advice on how to get next to Camille…Leiber mentioned in his memoirs how they put Taylor on a box in that scene so that Leiber wouldn't be both taller And more handsome).

  6. K. A. Laity says:

    Taylor had no business being in a film with Garbo anyway — a dim wattage to her star power.I'm sure the envelopes are long gone — such is life.

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