52/426: Nothing

Felt fairly crappy Tuesday. Still do. That's happening more often, which I suppose I should expect. I wish it interfered with my activities less though. I got nothing done, and I was hoping to do some laundry. I just lately got around to washing yesterday's dishes, and of course no dinner has been prepared or consumed, and probably won't be. I might microwave a ramen bowl. So much stuff is sitting uneaten in the refrigerator I'm starting to worry about where I'll put the stuff I buy this coming Friday. Well, maybe there won't be anything I really want on sale.

At the moment my neck is so close to going out of joint that I'm worried about going to bed. One wrong move on the pillow and I'll be screwed. There's a headache too, and an unpleasant pain in the pit of my stomach. I'm hoping I can sleep all this stuff off. That does work sometimes, though I know that eventually it won't. It might be near, it might be far, it might be in between. I don't think I get to decide.

I got nothing.