"IGNORE ALL THE CODES OF THE DAY"

You know what I wish? I wish I could find one of those bodyforms for sewing, but not the new flimsy fuzzy-plastic ones, but the old stuffed fabric ones. In my size. You know what else I wish? I wish a dentist would stop me on the street and say "Your smile is pretty good, but I can make it better! If you'll be my guinea pig/model/before-and-after person, I'll do your dental work for free." I don't give too big a shit about cosmetic procedures, but MAN, I would love to flash a big ol' Miss America grin. My teeth are pretty good, but a little oomph would be nice.

With this post, and the previous, I think it's obvious I've been sitting around feeling under the weather for the last few days, getting stir crazy and doing weird shit like scrutinizing my hair roots and teeth and feeling the void in my sewing area. So it goes.

How was the weekend? Mine was pretty good. I found out the hard way (mostly via experience, unfortunately) that what I thought was all sinus pressure was partly a weird allergy that I had as a kid that's come back. But, I suspected it was returning, so whatever. Unfortunately, the reaction grew up, too, so, you know, being sick plus that little tidbit equals fuggetaboutit.

But, I say my weekend was "pretty good" because, well, that's good to know, and because I feel a whole hell of a lot better and I checked in on some kittens whose people were out of town and did low-key stuff and actually fucking held still and rested instead of pretending not to be under the weather.

And, just in time, too. I have stuff to do this week! But right now, I think I want a nap.

"I WAS DETAINED"

Still sick. This is maybe one of the weirder sick experience I've had before. Because I'm achey and fevery (though lower and intermittent fever now), but have this weird headache that comes and goes that feels like a migraine, without exaggeration, only confined to just one area, so far, usually behind my right eye, though it did move this morning to just below my eye on my face, then back to behind my eye. Oh sinuses, I thought you were tougher than that.

Sometimes unforch things happen, when they all pile on at once, they somehow become rather funny. I wouldn't say they reverse themselves and make things forch, but they certainly cease being unforch. Also, sometimes you have to issue yourself a Dumbass Card. Sometimes, you have to laugh at a string of unforch events and issue yourself a Dumbass Card. Take last night for example:

So, last night, with this bad headache, I got up to get a glass of water because this sudden eye-jab was enough to make me jump a tiny bit and I thought, well, since I'm up. So, I got up and got a glass of water and another big stabby feeling behind my eye came in suddenly and it hurt a little, but mostly it startled me, and so I dropped the glass. Of course, when it came, I reached under my glasses and pushed them on top of my head and pressed onto my eye. So, not being able to see a fucking thing, and thinking I knew where the glass hit I stepped away to avoid it. I thought. Actually, I stepped directly the what remained of the broken glass, jumped and stepped onto the pile of shards of broken glass.

So, I yanked the hunk of glass from my heel and go to the tub to wash it out and as the water is running, my tub clogs. Awesome. The cat came into the bathroom and batted at my butt on the edge of the tub and yeowled. At this point, sitting on the edge of my tub, I just start to laugh because, well, let's review this scenario. It's is pretty stupid and laugh-worthy.

This morning, the thing behind my eye socket continues, my heel has a band-aid but I need to Swiffer the blood off my kitchen floor, and there is standing water in my tub that needs to go away and my cat is batting at my toes, but not my butt.

How are you guys?

"A RUSH AND A PUSH AND THE LAND IS OURS"

C'mon fever, burn these guys up. Bring your pyrexia-mojo and let's get get this over with. I'll step up the hydration, you bring it up a degree or two and let's kill these dudes off: