my day yesterday

cough sniff,
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This was the entirety of my Saturday. I medicated, slept, coughed, sneezed, slept. I had some good friends to keep me company, though: Pepper and books [my most constant friends].

sniff snort cough

The good news: I'm feeling worse. No, really, that's fairly good news: it means the thing is progressing, and [knock on wood or a wood-substitute such as a laminated desktop or perhaps a nearby sheet of paper, since paper is tree which is wood, so it counts as knocking on wood, right?]...

...anyway...

**ahem**

As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted by myself [Interrupted? Rudely? Harrumph? That wasn't rude, I was merely improvising based on the fact that there was no true wood surface around upon which to knock for good luck {{You know why we knock on wood for luck? It's to catch the attention of the fairies living in the wood, and ask for their blessings.}} [Hey, stop that! You interrupted my interrupting! Now THAT is truly rude!]...

...oh brother...

Maybe I'd better wrap this up and quickly [Why quickly? What, you don't trust us? We'll let you get in with it, won't we?] {{Yeah, go ahead...really.}}

AAANNNYYYYWWAAAAYYYYY.... better say this quickly before I'm interrupted again:

It'sgoodthatit'sworsebecauseitmeansitisprogressingandwilleventuallygoaway.

Whew. There. I've said it. Now you can interrupt all you want. [Nope, shan't. It's no fun to interrupt when you are expecting it. Hmmph.] {{Yeah, what she said. Hmmph.}}

So here I am, feverish and medicated [gee, ya think? just a *little* loopy...], sleeping some, coughing lots, reading much, as my immune system does its thing.

I promise not to post again until the voices quiet down.

[That's what *she* thinks!] {{yeah}} (.(Hee hee!).)

Uh oh. They are multiplying...more medication!

okay, I give up

Ugh. I have a respiratory infection; that squeaky voice is still there, now accompanied by a slight fever, chills, shakiness, and that awful chest constriction and those weird little wimpy coughs you get [you know, the ones where you can't breathe in fully, because it starts you coughing, but you don't have enough air to make them really productive coughs, so it's a string of little "khuh...khuh, khuh, khuh...khuh" ones that sound so silly]. It will be a while before it progresses to lung butter stage...that is much less pretty, but ever so much more productive [and let's face it, satisfying...nothing like a really deep cough to clear things up and give you a short moment of breathing freedom].

Sadly, I still need to head into work this morning; the IT consultant doesn't come in until 2pm today. Going to try to lie low and take it easy as much as possible...cross your fingers.

Luckily, germs don't transmit over the internet, so you are safe. Besides, you are running anti-virus software, aren't you?? [har har...geek humor]

uncanny

For ages now, Pepper has this weird ability to tell time. He will jump up on me around 5:30 every morning. His time sense is amazingly accurate: it varies between 5:27am and 5:32am.

Every morning.

Every frickin' morning.

Even when the time changes...it's still 5:30am.

<grumble>

well, poo

That sore throat I had this weekend? It's here with a vengeance: squeaky voice, raw throat, ears plugged and aching. Stayed home from work, left what must have been a hilarious voicemail for the IT consultants, and tried to give my throat a break. I just had a half hour conference call, which was necessary but not fun [and can't have been fun for the person on the other end of the line, either].

[I wish I could get a recording of my voicemail message today...Minnie Mouse lives!]

Off to have some warm chicken soup, some warm tea, and some soothing lozenges...squeak!

math dork

Just spent the last hour watching PBS and Terry Jones hosting "The Story of 1". It traced numbers through the ages [including the invention of "zero", which fascinates me], all the way up to binary [did you know binary was invented around 1679 by Gottfried Wilhelm Leibniz??].

Loved it. A little corny, but some good British humor [humour]. Reminded me of "Donald in Mathmagic Land", another favorite.

Ahhh, I'm a dork.

time flies

It was six years ago today that I found out there was more to Greg and Amy's friendship than friendship. That awful trip to Toronto that started so well and ended so horribly.

I'm better now, and have rebuilt myself in ways I never knew I needed to. Even better, I keep learning about myself, keep improving...and I hope to for the rest of my life. It wasn't a good time in my life, and I've had rough spots since then, but I know I can make it through them. It isn't always easy, but it is possible.

Here's to growing up and moving on. Here's to the next six years.

just lovely

Just to keep the pattern going, had a tossy-turny night with bad dreams and woke with a sore throat. Joy.

one of *those* nights

Damn it.

attitude

I love this picture of Pepper.