the Dalaverse

Ugh. Apparently I'm going on a Cheerios diet, because breakfast was the only meal I didn't want to throw up today. I had chips and cheese in town and had to stop watching 'The Tudors' on my iPod on the bus 'cause I felt so sick (and I almost never get motion sickness). Then I had an orange-strawberry juice from Lovejuice and it only made things worse. For dinner I made the seemingly innocuous meal of toast with chive Philly, yogurt and an apple...and once again I feel queasy.

I'm going to crochet my nice Rowan Tapestry blanket, snuggle the baby stegosaurus I bought from Pitt Rivers and named Stanley, and watch 'The Notebook.' There's no shame in this, because today I went to the library to take notes on Brixham trawlers, learned that apparently our bow is our stern and our stern is the bow, and also Jon was like, 'Oh yeah, the report's due Tuesday, not Friday.' Which means now I have two papers due Tuesday instead of two due on Friday, but at least they're the two I actually will enjoy writing. Ancient Mediterranean Seafaring, not so much. Tomorrow I will wake up earlier and refrain from eating any fried things.