teddy_radiator | Chapter 17 of Lay Me Low Up

I thought I would NEVER get this chapter written, but Lay Me Low Chapter 17 is finally posted at Ashwinder. Bless their little cotton socks for posting it the day after I uploaded it, seeing as it took me almost a month to do so. It is amazing what a good beta will do to get your head around a 'constipation' chapter like this one.

I woke up this morning (insert blues riff here), feeling like death on a soda cracker. Everything hurts; like the flu, or if the flu was PMS, or PMS with a Menopause chaser. The whole schmere; headache, stomachache, cramps, muscle spasms. I crawled like a slow worm around the shop today, and collapsed in bed for two hours. Sheesh.

A friend of mine gave us Netflix as a gift - what a revelation! Why didn't anyone tell me such a thing could be had through our Wii? I knew that thing would come in handy one day. I tell you, if Netflix did pr0n, I'd never leave the house.

I have just eaten the rest of my liver out yearning to attend the upcoming con, if only to see Droxy. I'm not going to be able to make this year's, but I am determined to hit the next one. I want to join in - I feel like the kid who has to stay inside and practice piano while the other kids are out playing - wait a minute - I WAS that kid. Well, no more! Teddy is a writer now, Teddy is vibrant and sexy and fun-loving and will be an asset to any con. Teddy feels left out. Teddy needs to finish her wine and crawl into bed until the delirium wears off...