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My throat is raw, and I am exhausted. I keep feeling like I want to pass out. I am stuck at Reception, again, and I would feel really badly about asking to be back in my office today and making someone else sit up here, since it's so dead and we're closing early, anyway.
I am seriously considering skipping lunch so I can spend every precious minute I can sleeping. Take that Aeron chair, crank it back, prop my feet on my guest chair, and snuggle into my fleece.
I thought maybe it was raining this morning, because as I stumbled about the apartment and tried to pack some last-minute things in my carry-on, I could hear the occasional snick-wick of tires on wet pavement.
Oh ho ho no. Not rain. Snow.
It's actually sunny out now, so I wonder how much of it has melted, but I know that when I surfaced from the subway tunnel and faced the prospect of tugging my weekender bag through slush, I opted instead to hail a cab and pay a few paltry bucks for my diva-like comfort. The world was blue and grey as I grasped with both hands the handle on my small wheely case, and the snow whipped around me wetly, getting into my hair and curling it wildly. I could feel the Powerpuff Girls keychains I had attached to the zippers on my dotcom laptop backpack swinging and hitting my side. My sinuses want a nap. My mood is vulnerable and quiet. I keep answering the phone with as few words as possible. I don't want to talk, I don't want to make facial expressions. I am trying not to sneeze or cough, and I am wondering what sort of meds might be good to purchase on my break, if I can work up the energy to go out there.
In a way, I wish I could stay home, all by myself, and just sit and relish the quiet, get used to this state of living.
I wish I didn't have this cold.
Does rum make colds better? Perhaps there is rum in my future.
I am seriously considering skipping lunch so I can spend every precious minute I can sleeping. Take that Aeron chair, crank it back, prop my feet on my guest chair, and snuggle into my fleece.
I thought maybe it was raining this morning, because as I stumbled about the apartment and tried to pack some last-minute things in my carry-on, I could hear the occasional snick-wick of tires on wet pavement.
Oh ho ho no. Not rain. Snow.
It's actually sunny out now, so I wonder how much of it has melted, but I know that when I surfaced from the subway tunnel and faced the prospect of tugging my weekender bag through slush, I opted instead to hail a cab and pay a few paltry bucks for my diva-like comfort. The world was blue and grey as I grasped with both hands the handle on my small wheely case, and the snow whipped around me wetly, getting into my hair and curling it wildly. I could feel the Powerpuff Girls keychains I had attached to the zippers on my dotcom laptop backpack swinging and hitting my side. My sinuses want a nap. My mood is vulnerable and quiet. I keep answering the phone with as few words as possible. I don't want to talk, I don't want to make facial expressions. I am trying not to sneeze or cough, and I am wondering what sort of meds might be good to purchase on my break, if I can work up the energy to go out there.
In a way, I wish I could stay home, all by myself, and just sit and relish the quiet, get used to this state of living.
I wish I didn't have this cold.
Does rum make colds better? Perhaps there is rum in my future.
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Mint is an herbal remedy for colds...
Honey has bee pollen, also useful for colds and immunity boosts...
I think you see where I am going with this.
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Dumping that much sugar into your blood stream all at once actually temporarily *depresses* your immune system.
/end unsolicited medical advice.
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I don't think it's a gay drink!