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Remember me? I'm eating solid food again.
Last week was a little rough. I'm pretty sure it was actually food poisoning from something I ate Tuesday night, specifically some not-so-fresh summer sausage in my fridge, however, whenever I think of lots of other things I consumed that first day -- banana chips, wasabi peas, a mint julep -- I get a little nauseous, like my mouth starts watering in that weird way it doesn right before having to run for cover. So I'm not sure if it's just association or not. Even weirder is that my illness was actually mostly puke-free. I won't go into any other details, because really, why bother? We all know what it's like to have our digestive system wrecked and betraying us in some form or another.
I recovered from my illness right about the time that most everyone else in town was at the LCCP ball on Saturday night. I wasn't even 100% then, as![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mintwaster kept trying to feed me more flautas and cocktails at the bar at Heartland but I was steadfast in demurring.
The tail end of my illness happened during my in-house spiritual retreat. I promised myself I wouldn't write about it here, because at one point while sitting I realized I was constructing a story about my experience as it was unfolding and I know that's a totally expected writerly thing to do, but I didn't want to do it. So to curb it, I said I'd only write private things about everything. Of course, if you see me in person, I'll tell you about it, cause I blab that way, but even then I'm holding back a little. So let's write about more important things.
I know it's cliche to be trying to emulatesharkysmachine, but I can't help it: I'm addicted to House and I'm in love with Hugh Laurie.
For some reason, I'm all about Guns N' Roses Use Your Illusion 1 & 2 right now. I don't get it either. I mean, I don't even like them. It's kinda weird to alternate between them and Langley School Music Project and Firefall and looking at the website dedicated to Classical Gas.
Air America is going premium in their podcasts, which means I can no longer listen to Rachel Maddow for free. Premium? Paid service? Remember what that did to Salon? (It made them suck, in case you forgot.) Ok, really this is just me panicking about what to do. I listen to Rachel 4-5 times a week and Randi 1-2 times a week. It's kinda pricey to subscribe ($50 a year for ONE show, $70 a year for any/all of them). I might break down and do it anyway, otherwise I'm not sure how I'll get my fix. I downloaded Democracy Now and it's ok, but.....it's not Rachel. Anyone want to split it with me? One of us could download and then e-mail it to the other? By "anyone", I guess I'm really just talking tobroqued and I should e-mail her directly.
I missed film group tonight to make up work I didn't get done last week, namely preparing curriculum for my first day of back to teaching tomorrow. I'm ready!
Last week was a little rough. I'm pretty sure it was actually food poisoning from something I ate Tuesday night, specifically some not-so-fresh summer sausage in my fridge, however, whenever I think of lots of other things I consumed that first day -- banana chips, wasabi peas, a mint julep -- I get a little nauseous, like my mouth starts watering in that weird way it doesn right before having to run for cover. So I'm not sure if it's just association or not. Even weirder is that my illness was actually mostly puke-free. I won't go into any other details, because really, why bother? We all know what it's like to have our digestive system wrecked and betraying us in some form or another.
I recovered from my illness right about the time that most everyone else in town was at the LCCP ball on Saturday night. I wasn't even 100% then, as
mintwaster kept trying to feed me more flautas and cocktails at the bar at Heartland but I was steadfast in demurring. The tail end of my illness happened during my in-house spiritual retreat. I promised myself I wouldn't write about it here, because at one point while sitting I realized I was constructing a story about my experience as it was unfolding and I know that's a totally expected writerly thing to do, but I didn't want to do it. So to curb it, I said I'd only write private things about everything. Of course, if you see me in person, I'll tell you about it, cause I blab that way, but even then I'm holding back a little. So let's write about more important things.
I know it's cliche to be trying to emulate
sharkysmachine, but I can't help it: I'm addicted to House and I'm in love with Hugh Laurie.For some reason, I'm all about Guns N' Roses Use Your Illusion 1 & 2 right now. I don't get it either. I mean, I don't even like them. It's kinda weird to alternate between them and Langley School Music Project and Firefall and looking at the website dedicated to Classical Gas.
Air America is going premium in their podcasts, which means I can no longer listen to Rachel Maddow for free. Premium? Paid service? Remember what that did to Salon? (It made them suck, in case you forgot.) Ok, really this is just me panicking about what to do. I listen to Rachel 4-5 times a week and Randi 1-2 times a week. It's kinda pricey to subscribe ($50 a year for ONE show, $70 a year for any/all of them). I might break down and do it anyway, otherwise I'm not sure how I'll get my fix. I downloaded Democracy Now and it's ok, but.....it's not Rachel. Anyone want to split it with me? One of us could download and then e-mail it to the other? By "anyone", I guess I'm really just talking to
broqued and I should e-mail her directly.I missed film group tonight to make up work I didn't get done last week, namely preparing curriculum for my first day of back to teaching tomorrow. I'm ready!
