No posts lately, as you might have noticed. I didn't, since I've spent the last week largely unconscious, with only brief visits to the land of vertical people to stumble around among them and cough hideously without bothering to cover my mouth. (At some point about Tuesday, a voice in the back of my head began shrieking, If we go, we're taking the rest of you down with us!) The nice people at the clinic tell me I have strep throat, bronchitis, and laryngitis. The upshot of this is that I don't get any of the good medication, just antibiotics.
Aside from that, I've been winnowing the contents of my iTunes library down to albums that I can listen to without either feeling nauseous or having blood jet from my ears (the former was Chet Baker's Lonely Star, for no apparent reason, and the latter was Guided By Voices' Mag Earwig!, ironically). I started with 60 gigs worth of albums, but this evening all I'm left with is Nick Drake's Pink Moon and K's Choice's Cocoon Crash. This is some sort of personal low point.
Posted by johndanseven at February 18, 2006 11:43 PM