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dreamer_easyLast night's dinner: barramundi baked with "Bone Sucking Sauce" (delish, though it's obvously meant to be used for grilling rather than baking - sauce bought at Charlottesville gift shop), broccoli, sourdough bread. Tonight: I bought way too much barra, so more fish, perhaps with one of the Chef Paul boxed rices I brought home. (A big package of rice, sauces, and spices turned up shortly before we left for the airport, and had to be crammed into the spaces inside the atoms of my other luggage.)
I oughtn't to have left the house yesterday, though. I was so out of it in the Macquarie Centre at one point that I had trouble buying a coffee: the needed decisions and words were being phoned in from another continent. I'm lucky I didn't end up under a bus, or indeed a barista.
Floppy and useless, I spent the rest of the day wandering the halls of LJ, and catching up on hundreds of talk.bizarre postings.
I oughtn't to have left the house yesterday, though. I was so out of it in the Macquarie Centre at one point that I had trouble buying a coffee: the needed decisions and words were being phoned in from another continent. I'm lucky I didn't end up under a bus, or indeed a barista.
Floppy and useless, I spent the rest of the day wandering the halls of LJ, and catching up on hundreds of talk.bizarre postings.
