slightly less poorly than yesterdayI assaulted the shoggoth throughout the day with sessions of breathing Olbas oil scented steam and this morning the mind is a bit clearer and only the ghost of a headache remains. I have yet to work out how the shoulder pain was linked to the sinus infection, but both seem to be fading together, so I will put that down as another of life's little mysteries.
I don't know how much I will get done today, but I need to make it as far as the Co-op to stock up on food and I really must make some progress with the story for the assignment for the creative writing course (deadline 5 January). I have the beginning and some middle, but could really do with getting a complete draft, however crappy by tomorrow at latest to give me time to revise it.
