Mr. Wilford Brimley

Monday, January 7, 2008

Sinus Headache... real work

Yesterday I felt utterly terrible all day. Miserable even, as I was congested, stuffy, dry and in pain. My head hurt, my throat ached, and even my eyes couldn't being handle much light without significant fatigue. What I did accomplish yesterday was quite minor. I read about 10 pages of a novel, wrote a little bit, watched the movie "Big" with my room mates, went to Best Buy and Rainbow foods, and cooked a little bit. Otherwise, I accomplished next to nothing. What I consider my non-accomplishments from yesterday include:

1. Reading about the "Predator" series of movies, comics and other media for about 45 minutes on Wikipedia.
2. Reading about the Red Lake Reservation on Wikipedia
3. Thinking about buying a flash drive, then not buying it.
4. Taking a "candidate 2008 match test" on Ok-Cupid
5. Being Snappy on the phone (cranky)
6. Watching American Gladiators, Drinking Beer and eating Bologna
7. Listening to my room mates play "Rock Band" on the playstation

I then had intense dreams about real people in my life, including a return to the bizarre traveling odyssey dream that I had starting this weekend, involving a trip around the central/southern midwest with various family members and not quite right looking friends. My cousin Dylan was involved this time. My dad was a smoker again, and did it in the car (which he never did while I was a child.) Also, my grandfather who died this year was alive in the dream, but fearing for his life. He didn't look exactly like how I remember, but younger, maybe only 55 or so, with a salt and pepper beard and carefully trimmed moustache.

There was the idea that we were all in danger, and this "Bose Buch" that he had was somehow responsible for it and helping us avoid it as we drove through seemingly endless fields of corn on the outskirts of Lincoln or Omaha. How queer.

Today was a bit more productive, and after a bit of aspirin and a lot of water the headache disappeared completely. At work, I was more productive than usual, or at least putting in more effort than usual, as I had to figure out things I hadn't done before, and help someone move her office to another floor, while she was busy checking in patients.

So far today I've consumed: 7 styrofoam cups of water, 3 cups of shitty coffee, 1 turtle mocha, 2 aspirin, 2 cups of fountain pop (a citrus blend of lemonade and sprite), a Chipotle Burrito (Barbacoa, Black beans, Tomatillo red, sour cream, guac, cheese, rice) and a handful of dry Life cereal. I'm off work in about 20 minutes.

Song of the day: "Mind"-Talking Heads

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