rin

verily, though it seems nigh impossible, i do believe my poor little nose has been about rubbed off my face.

how, you ask?

well, dear friend, from blowing it approximately eight thousand times between yesterday morning and now.

the most memorable thing i got for christmas was a flu that left me prone on the couch watching the ''trek-mas day movie marathon' while my family pigged out on good food a mere 10 min drive away. i mean, i got some good pressies, but the thing i will remember most is falling asleep while watching tv (a lot) instead of spending time with my family who i never see.

i also was gifted with the legacy of the flu: an ear infection!! apparently when you have a congested ear-throat passage it is inadvisable to fly, as your head will not be able to depressurise correctly and you may spend a good twenty two or so hours feeling like you are underwater, listening to everything around you. oh yeah, and that pressure headache that accompanies it.

i called in sick to work today (which is rare for grown-up rin, but common for silly still-growing-up rin) and spent the day prone on the couch, slugging away on my computer. i am feverish and stuffy beyond comparison and god damn it i feel like complaining, as i have not been this ill in recent memory. seriously, how can one body produce so much mucus? my nose is a faucet with a broken valve. oh, what a tragic metaphor! now if only the peasantry and artisan classes would leave offerings of mega-soft tissue outside my door...

BVT there may be a silver lining: dorwayin has gifted me with homemade truffles, and because i lack the ability to taste things at the moment, i have not gobbled them all. i want to savour that shit! perhaps this wretched illness is saving me from a chocolate ganache-induced coma.

also, it is important to remember that while i may be ill, i most certainly remain illin'. ha ha ha.

visit countdowns: cirdt in three sleeps, uproot in seven.

today cirdt and i had the most hilar conversation. it ended in an epic manner. and i quote:

this is why we are bestestest pals c. 1999. i must stress that we are generally about 45,000 x more awesome in person. a radtastic duo, if you will.

i think today is the day of mega-hilar conversations:

i should get my sorry ass to bed, and all that. my next update will be filled with more anecdotes that do not involve the body's unsavoury reactions to viral invaders.