i have a low-grade fever: 99.4. cough. allergies.
cadbury fruit & nut. aspirin. green tea with ginseng.
watched shortbus.
listed work projects. delaying the work part.
national skyline musics putting me under its spell.
read vonnegut in memoriam.
lonely. tired. restless. jittery.
i’ve been awake for 8 hours all weekend. i’ve been sick. i hoped it wouldn’t happen. the government has something to do with this, i just know it. everyone at my job has been out sick and everyone at aaron’s job has been out sick. i went out this morning for kolaches and everyone had the same red nose as me. everyone’s combating this plague. i’ve been fighting a cough for about a week, but didn’t think much of it. power of positive thinking and all that. then, on friday, i left early to go see barak obama speak at auditorium shores. i will upload photos of this event later (quick highlight: aaron neville’s brother and sister sing “i don’t think you’re ready for obama, i don’t think you’re ready for obama, i don’t think you’re ready for this; obama’s too suavalicious for ya, babe” – i’m not lying; my friend cici was the interpreter for the speech and i was so proud of her, up there in front of 20, 000 people speaking to the deaf! cici rules!; it rained and i think this is what finally did me in).
so, i’ve been inside for about 48 hours now. just watched david lynch on klru/pbs’ texas monthly. i like his weird hand tick. according to louisa, he has a daily l.a. weather diary, i don’t know where this is. i did, however, find his new movie inland empire‘s italian trailer.
nothing to do but homework, eat chicken noodle soup, forego the parties and watch the oscar’s at home.
