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Not even reading my class The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock this morning could make up for the fact that I carried heavy books last night. My neck needs untightening because of those books. The rest of me needs tightening, especially the brain. And my allergies are so riotous that I shall be skipping the CSFG meeting tonight.

Once I've settled to a livable level of discomfort I might be able to work. I hope so. There is writing that needs to be done, if I'm not going gadding. I shall set myself goals and enforce them with hot water bottles and tiger balm and antiallergy meds.

If all else fails, then Invader Zim will save me. Invader Zim and many cups of tea.

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Things that make me happy: #45-7

There's another Medievalist in Canberra! The jobs situation being what it is, he's teaching high school. He's a Byzantine specialist. This is wondrously cool.

What's more, I get to come into his class and talk about some of my favourite things (herbs, spices, trade routes, Charlemagne's administration, Apicius' moment of idiocy). Apparently one of my students has a daughter in the school and suggested me.

That's three happy things from one telephone conversation. I still ache, but I feel much happier about it all.