Listening: Listening to SCORE! 20 Years of Merge Records right now. A mess of good stuff all in one place.

Reading (perhaps quality): Trying yet again to read The Diary of Anais Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934. This time I will prevail!

Reading (definitely pulp): Tore through High on Arrival by Mackenzie Phillips.

Drinking: Lots and lots of tea.

January 6, 2010
8:12 pm

I've had a sinus infection since July but this current cold flared up within a couple of hours of getting home from Christmas in California. What started with a sudden onset stuffy nose has segued to sniffling to throat clearing to a cough that sounds like the unholy love child of a seal and a mad dog. Yesterday people were moving away from me on the metro. I mean I like personal space more than most folks but making people fear for their health is no civilized way to get it.

So I've spent the last couple of days sleeping as much as humanly possible. And when I'm not sleeping, bundled up in blankets, sitting at my desk with drinks and tissues at the ready.

(above) the view from my desk chair. This was in the pink lemonade jag this afternoon, after Earl Grey tea and before plain hot water. Its exotic, this life I lead...

On the upside the nyquil delirium led me to finally finding a use for an anchor bookmark that I discovered in my desk drawer. As a lifelong page-folder-over I rarely use bookmarks and metal ones always seemed even more ridiculous. But throw away DG paraphernalia? As a former rituals chair? Surely you jest! So, voila!

(above) my hair, held in check

Who needs a chopstick (or pen, or pencil, or swizzle stick, or even a straw in dire circumstances)? Not me. And yup the fuschia stripes you see are not an artefact of the photo - they're remnants of Foster's last excellent dye job on me.

Amazingly enough am finding myself sleepy again. One more cup of tea and cross fingers the seal/dog is at bay.

Doing (life and related tasks): Sleeping. Blowing my nose. Drinking copious but still inadequate amounts of tea. Chugging nyquil. Any any any thing that'll get rid of this cold.

Doing (arty or crafty stuff): The site redesign over the last few days; working steadily on the still-unnamed novel.

Wanting: A way to better regulate either my apartment or my internal thermostat (both?).

Anticipating: Three Kings Day this weekend!