1:47 a.m. - 2005-02-17
wake up grandma, why don't you put on a little makeup
napped hard from six to seven. woke up feeling worse than ever. managed to somehow navigate kitchen and make soup. soup sat in stomach, made me feel worse. took ibuprofen, peptobismol. hoped that kraftwerk would help me get back to sleep. (wrong.) discovered, as i do every time i have the flu, that the ultimate 'flu-like symptom' is a state of miserable disorientation in which you become intimiately aware of every single uncomfortable thing about the way you're currently positioned. eventually slipped off into a coma-like sleep. woke up just now at like 1:20 AM.
1:20 AM!
most of the misery is faded. had some toast, seem to be keeping that down, but the more pressing mystery now is how to i travel through time till tomorrow? i don't think i'm going to fall back asleep anytime soon although i guess i didn't quite get a 'full-nighter.' plan for now is to surf a bit, maybe watch something, take some nyquil, surf some more until the obligatory post-nyquil urination (the stuff triggers something in my kidneys or something) and then fall off into hopefully more memorable dreams.
it's like when puff daddy is like "what am i supposed to do now, huh? it's all fucked up now!" on "victory."
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