nny | Nov. 28th, 2006

I don't think it's fair that after they steal all your blood, they then tape a cotton wool ball to your arm with tape that then tries to rip your arm off upon removal. Next time I go I'm going to sulk at them until I get novelty plasters, dammit. Also, the woman who was removing the red water from my body then turned around in the middle to have a chat and made a big bruise. Pmmph. Three big ol' vials of liquid today, which has made my arm ache horribly, and the whole walking down there thing has broken my feet. I'm all cripply but still vaguely cheerful.

Cripply actually sounds like a really interesting texture. Like... I dunno, the ripples in sand you get under shallow water, where the sand still ensures it's a little bit crunchy even though it looks so smooth. :D

I'm having a lot of difficulty with writing, right now, which is enormously frustrating. Both physically, this is, and mentally - I have the ideas, all right, it's just the execution that's defeating me. The words won't answer, sir! It's killing me because SG:A is possibly prompting the most fic ideas upon initial consumption of any fandom I've ever been in ever, and I know precisely how they ought to go, I just can't write them.

Blah. It's not as though I have the time at the moment anyway. Any words I do manage to squeeze out are in service of my exchange fics.

Anyway, I must away - there's only so much time off you can take for a blood test, let's face it.