Wednesday

Sept. 26, 2001

sick out

When I wake up, I'm convinced I'll do something I never do and stay home from work sick. And that I do. I drink this stuff called Theraflu and swallow Echinecea. I doze in my chair.

The electrician is here fixing me up with more plugs for my office. I doze.

The drugs work and then I have to take anonther dose, and over and over. I start to feel fuzzy from the drugs. Must get over this.

FFP gets some lettuce wraps and I nibble some. I have had a little cheese. I don't want much more. SuRu comes over and we take everything down and then back up to switch the electricity. That works fine. I show her and FFP what I know about booting the Linux machine, etc. Of course, I can't anticipate what will go wrong.

I fall into drugged sleep. Not the best way to spend the days leading up to business travel.

We have temporarily lost the video portion of this program.

"Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace..."

John Lennon, "Imagine"

Meta:
We'll just be keeping Lennon's radical lyrics here indefinitely. I'm leaving FFP, dog, and hearth and home tomorrow and I'm still reeling from allergies or whatever and I have to go to the dentist this afternoon to seat multiple crowns. So...who knows what updates from here?

JUST TYPING
Bye.
Be back soon.