Obsessive compulsive, indeed...
Dec. 5th, 2003 12:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tammaiyaWelcome, Siobhan, to the ranks of the paranoid and/or obsessive.
A quarter to one in the morning, and suddenly I am absolutely certain I didn't lock the door when I finished work. On the verge of tears, I wake my mother, and when I start crying she agrees to drive me out to woden to lock the door.
... It was locked. *facepalm*
Sometimes, I am awed by what parents must go through.
In other news, I don't need to be a hypocondriac, because my mother is one on my behalf. "I have really painful swollen glands," I say. "I'm strangely tired," I say. "I hope it isn't glangular fever!" my mother says.
You know what? I hope it isn't too. Although I doubt it is. Last time I had glange, they almost had to put me on a drip in hospital.
Um. That was a rather severe case, obviously. Anyway, back to fanfiction.
Ashie, if you want your Christmas fic, I'm going to need that scene from your knights.
A quarter to one in the morning, and suddenly I am absolutely certain I didn't lock the door when I finished work. On the verge of tears, I wake my mother, and when I start crying she agrees to drive me out to woden to lock the door.
... It was locked. *facepalm*
Sometimes, I am awed by what parents must go through.
In other news, I don't need to be a hypocondriac, because my mother is one on my behalf. "I have really painful swollen glands," I say. "I'm strangely tired," I say. "I hope it isn't glangular fever!" my mother says.
You know what? I hope it isn't too. Although I doubt it is. Last time I had glange, they almost had to put me on a drip in hospital.
Um. That was a rather severe case, obviously. Anyway, back to fanfiction.
Ashie, if you want your Christmas fic, I'm going to need that scene from your knights.
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Date: 2003-12-04 09:16 pm (UTC)