Bunny, puppy.

My hip hurts.

I suppose I should have expected this.

Y'see, yesterday while moving it gave out from under me twice. (As distinct from times I sat down abruptly as a result of sneezing; that was my knees.) Very disturbing feeling, like suddenly having the threads on a screw stop gripping, and then whoop, the whole thing stops being loadbearing and I take a few minutes to hold up a wall.

The fact that at one point I slept on it sufficiently funny that my whole left leg went to sleep probably is a contributing factor.

Moan moan moan, whine whine whine, complain complain complain.

In the hopes of soothing my soul

I have made soup using the recipe that wiredferret gave me a while ago.

I do not know if my soul is soothed, but at least now I have really good soup.

Mmmm.

You make your own entertainment

And I have just made a nice box of it.

I could comment upon the contents of this nice box, but I think I shall wait until oneironaut gets it, because it's much more fun to cackle in public about it so as to aggravate gtst maximally before gtst receives it.

So I confirm the address, and give the box to Kevin to take to the post office tomorrow for shipping, and spend the next several days chortling.

Further Bulletins As Events Warrant.