Meanderings: January 7, 2000

Friday,
January 7, 2000

Oh, great. Just effing marvelous. Adding insult to injury, I now have a cold on top of the flu. So not only am I dizzy and feverish, I'm also sniffling, sneezing, and draining mucus at a rate of knots. It was probably that damned shopping trip -- I should've known better.

Oh, well. Nothing to do now but hang in and tough it out (as well as drink gallons of orange juice and water, take Vitamin C, E and garlic tablets, and eat curry. Jesus, this sounds like some arcane prescription you'd get from the barber in the Middle Ages for consumption -- might as well toss in some dried frog pills and tongue of newt while I'm at it). At least I can be comforted in the knowledge that hundreds of thousands of people across Europe and the United States feel at least as bad as I do right now (having now moved out of the stoned stage and into the catty stage of being sick).

At least the weather is nice. We're having this amazing heat wave -- it's a balmy 5° C out there (41° F for the Yanks) and the ice rinks -- sorry, I mean streets -- of the past few days are but a memory. Apparently the East Coast is going through something of a heat wave at the moment, too. Ski enthusiasts may call me nuts, but every day without snow (I don't mind precipitation like rain -- rain is good, and it also doesn't turn the sidewalk into an obstacle course) is a good day in my book.

Of course, this also means that all of the snow is pretty much melted from the front yard, revealing just what a leaf-strewn disaster area it truly is. I did mean to rake the leaves this fall, I really did. Maybe if I'm feeling better this weekend and it stays nice.

And, of course, if I feel somewhat more human. I ain't going to kill myself just to have a nice yard.

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