I'm sick apparently, ugh, I'm sick and I still have to drag myself to work. Which means I'm probably going to have kill a lot of the partying from this weekend and stay at home, stay in my house, stay under the covers or maybe in front of the television to watch things like Labyrinth. David Bowie, Jennifer Connelly. Need to do it. Need to not push myself too much right now, especially when my soul essence keeps trying to escape through my nose.
Picked up a book from the library yesterday - Darwin Alone in the Universe - which is filled with short stories. They seem like they will be - odd. Which, as we all know, is my favourite genre. Odd. Unreal. I really want to write a short story, which means I should dig up the ideas for that "Charlotte and the Wildcats" story and start that up. Doesn't have to be a long one, but it would nice to finish something rather than letting it dissolve into a cloud of nothing with a few good lines.
I forgot how dour the world gets when I'm sick. Preoccupied with my bodily fluids. I should take up augury and start seeking the future in them.
David Bowie will save me!
Comments (8)
Are you sure Bryan Boytano wouldn't save you? He did fight the monsters in 1892.
Posted by michael | June 11, 2004 9:34 AM
Posted on June 11, 2004 09:34
I just go an email from Genevieve: the weekend is cancelled. I wasn't going to go anyways. There's a ugly, ugly feature that I have to "do".
Posted by matt | June 11, 2004 10:26 AM
Posted on June 11, 2004 10:26
Again, with the bodily fluids!
(hope you feel better)
Posted by Joy | June 11, 2004 12:22 PM
Posted on June 11, 2004 12:22
Oh, come on, Joy - you know the best part about being sick is lying around in your own filth.
Glad the writing weekend is being cancelled, as there were a bunch of other things I was invited too but now have to avoid as well.
Matt- what's the feature? Is it about know-nothing rich girls on a mission to kill the Pope?
Posted by ben | June 11, 2004 3:57 PM
Posted on June 11, 2004 15:57
The feature is on organic produce, and why larger grocers like Thrifty's and The Market don't carry local organics. Why farmers don't supply them. Why large grocers would rather import "organic" foods from mexico et al.
Ugh. It's so depressing. I'd rather learn accordian, or play songs.
Posted by matt | June 11, 2004 6:06 PM
Posted on June 11, 2004 18:06
"...you know the best part about being sick is lying around in your own filth."
Nay, that's the best part about being ALIVE.
I have no idea what that meant. We never did coffee / sushi / fried chicken.
Call when you're better-- I don't want to see you unless you're BEAUTIFUL.
Posted by Jason | June 12, 2004 3:44 PM
Posted on June 12, 2004 15:44
I seem to recall more than few cold sore moments from the old days, J.
Sushi! I really need to eat it. Soon. When I'm not bubonic. And when you recover from the leprosy.
We really need a messiah.
Posted by ben | June 12, 2004 4:45 PM
Posted on June 12, 2004 16:45
I'll call Fiona.
Posted by Jason | June 13, 2004 12:03 PM
Posted on June 13, 2004 12:03