Blow, Blow, Blow Your Nose...

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I caught the motherfucker of all colds. Boy howdy, messed me up right good and proper. Started late Mon night around closing time at the store, kept me awake til Tuesday morning where it knocked me out til 11am. I fought back with a healthy dose of NyQuil (works better than a kick to the head) and woke up again in the dark at 9:15pm.

chibi_trillian was nice enough to go get me a large wonton soup and some oj, which helped a lot. After eating it was back to bed until 10:45am the next day, when I woke up and dragged my butt into work. I was still sick, but it wasn't as bad. It's now 5am on Friday and I'm still clogged, but my voice is mostly back, so that's something.

What I've learned from this is: a) I am perfectly capable of complete hibernation when pressed and b) When I'm in a fevered state, my mind comes up with all sorts of weird stuff. I vaguely recall coming up with a cult/religion based on words. The great temple was split in two, and there were two sects.

One sect was of the Rock, and spoke in a high language of hard sounds dealing mostly in constanants like 'b' and 'g', with few vowels. They dealt with things of severity, order, and the physical. The other sect spoke with the high tongue of the Wind, mostly soft sounds like 's' and 'p', and long vowels. They dealt with mercy, the spritual, and the carnivalesque. When the priests and priestess, acolytes and devotees met together in the Square, they preformed a chant that blended the two languages together and created The Sacred Sound, and it was in this language that they could commune with the Cosmos itself.

Trippy, huh? Yeah...no more Nyquil for a while.