Aha! A diagnosis.

On Wednesday I was sitting at my desk when -- wow, my ear started ringing and I got dizzy and it felt like a sonic boom went off. I actually looked up to see if a jet was at crash-landing altitude overhead, and then glanced around to see if maybe there was an earthquake. No. Everyone acted qute normally. I just held my ear and waited for it to clear.

I stayed dizzy. My ears were popping (but wouldn't pop) like I was at altitude.

I stayed home, and the same thing happened yesterday, where all I could was sit there and hold my ear. Yow. Another time I was reading, and you know that high-pitched ringing that you get when you get clocked? Yeah. That For no reason at all. In a silent room.

Then the pin-in-the-ear earache started, and the ow-who's-using-my-ear-as-a-bottleopener started in the other ear.

Went to the doctor today. Ear infection.

Whew. Glad that's settled. *pops pills*


ETA: Caught up on the sickie replies now.

Harry/Snape night

It seems this is Harry/Snape night.

A grateful thank you to switchknife for pointing out this story:

Mind-Fucking by Snakeling, Severus/Harry, RATED R/NC-17, DUBIOUS CONSENT, CHAN. 'Snape takes great care in keeping it all rather vanilla.'

This is a fic that convinces that a post-OotP Harry/Snape is possible, if very, very different from the GoF Harry/Snape.

And oh hell it's hot.

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Ah, for all of you who love the mental spin of cross-gendered photos. Not worksafe, slick photos. My favourite is the two boys on the roof. (Voyeurism kink? Not I!)

Gacked from geoviki.