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*holding nose* This is the first week it's really been cold enough to turn on the heating system since I moved into this apartment, and the stench of burning dust is playing havoc with my sinuses. I'd open the windows to vent, but that would cancel out the purpose of turning the heating system on to begin with.
*rubbing temples* It wouldn't be so bad, except that every time my sinuses get upset, I get a persistent throbbing headache, and anything from weather changes, to high pollen counts, to (you guessed it) dust will do that to me. And I was already working on my first cold of the autumn season. Nagging little cough-sniffle congesting colds strike me several times each "wet season", and considering that the "wet season" encompasses about 75% of the year here in the Willamette Valley ...
Anyway. On to today's book review: The Mandalorian Armor.
( What do you know? The rumors of Boba Fett's survival ... )
Up next: Book 2 of The Bounty Hunter Wars, Slave Ship.
Not today, though. I missed church this morning due to being miserably sick, but Mom would rather have me present, medicated, and curled up on the couch than detached from the family on any given holiday. Happy Hallowe'en, everyone!
*rubbing temples* It wouldn't be so bad, except that every time my sinuses get upset, I get a persistent throbbing headache, and anything from weather changes, to high pollen counts, to (you guessed it) dust will do that to me. And I was already working on my first cold of the autumn season. Nagging little cough-sniffle congesting colds strike me several times each "wet season", and considering that the "wet season" encompasses about 75% of the year here in the Willamette Valley ...
Anyway. On to today's book review: The Mandalorian Armor.
( What do you know? The rumors of Boba Fett's survival ... )
Up next: Book 2 of The Bounty Hunter Wars, Slave Ship.
Not today, though. I missed church this morning due to being miserably sick, but Mom would rather have me present, medicated, and curled up on the couch than detached from the family on any given holiday. Happy Hallowe'en, everyone!
