Thats a wine for laying down and avoiding

Thursday: On the mend day. Slept in, listening to NPR in the late morning. Heard a spot on a new translation of Herodotus. This was a funny coincidence, because its also mentioned in The English Patient. I ordered a copy later in the day, along with Metamorphosis by Ovid, which Ann had been talking about. Made some rice water (boil a handful of rice until almost soft, strain out the rice, cool the water, mix with a little honey and either powdered ginger or cinnamon), ate toast and apple sauce. In the early afternoon headed off to work. Stopped at the convenience store and returned a can of whipped cream that was past the due-date. Bought bananas. Didn't stay too long at the office. Asked Mk about some code that I thought was his, but turned out to be mine (he could tell by the placement of parens)... well it was 10 years ago. Back home, watched the Democratic debate on web-cast. Made some soup and ate while I continued to watch. Put away clothes. Practiced guitar for about 45 minutes. Fingers were beginning to feel warmed up by the end.

Wednesday: Somewhat sick day. Canceled the chiropractor appointment. Made some mac-and-cheese, toast and tea, all of which I managed to keep down. A major achievement. Decided about mid-day that going in to work wasn't going to happen. Began the cleaning up process. Mopping. Lots of laundry. MB, who was in town, gave a call and we had a chat. She sounds like she's doing well. In the early evening, made my way to the video store to return a DVD and pick up a couple new ones. Picked up various fluids to continue the re-hydration process. Also got some pizza. A kid of African decent was standing at the counter, and I asked him if he had already ordered. He said yes, and I could tell that he liked being treated like a human. There's still a bit of racism around here, but most of its not out in the open. He said "You burned my pizza!" when he saw the nice crispy brown edges of the pie they pulled from the oven. I said "What are you talking about, it's perfect!?" And he grinned broadly. He was just giving the guy shit. You know, this is what people do to pass the time. Drank my fluids and ate some pizza while watching the extended version of The Abyss. Later in bed watched Saw. Sleep.

Tuesday: Sick day. Night before, skipped guitar and went to bed early, feeling shivery. Around 3am woke up and spent the next 24 hours or so making little trips back and forth to the bathroom. I'll spare the reader the details. Managed to rent and watch a movie from the iTunes video store "The English Patient"... perfect laconic feeling for watching while ill. Also watched "Hollywood Shuffle" which Ann had loaned me.