And Heat Fades With The Day
Mar. 16th, 2004 08:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jakebe
We become the things we do...bless you, Stephen Jenkins. :)
Yup, I've definitely got a cold. As expected, the scratchiness in my throat has blossomed into full-fledged wonkiness. I expect to be a bit hoarse by the end of the day, and probably to develop a cough by tonight. Orange juice, tea and water will be mainstays of my diet, and I'll probably overdress for the weather outside. Vitamins, fruit, and soup will also be consumed in mass quantities. With any luck, I can have this thing kicked by my immune system by the weekend.
In a bit of good news I found out my federal tax return has finally been deposited, and it should show up in my bank by Friday. This makes me extremely relieved, provides me with a bit more breathing room for PMP and allows me to actually buy stuff (like SueDeer's thingiemabob!). It also gives me the opportunity to party as hard as I'd like with Mr. Flying Fox.
Still haven't gotten anything packed, but the laundry's done at least. I have to get into work pretty early today so I won't be able to do too much packing just now...but that's all right. I'm a pretty easy packer, actually, maybe not as easy as Flying Fox (oooooooh!), but I tend to travel fairly light.
Yes, bottomed out yesterday, too. I woke up this morning feeling a little better, not quite as Catholic-guilt-ridden (no offense) as before. I do believe that hollowness and emptiness are two sides of the same coin, kind of like a good old Buddhist vacuity slipped over into nihilism. "It doesn't bother me" turns into "Why bother?" or something like that.
I'm really identifying with Bruno these days. Which, quite honestly, is probably not a good thing. ;) Baldwin is really an excellent writer, and the dialogue he's written over the past few weeks has gotten really good -- snappy, earnest and not afraid to take it out of the main character. :) He can lapse into a sort of aimless malaise from time to time (sound familiar?), but when he's on, he's really on. When I finally get started on writing "Bird," his style is probably one that'll be fairly influential.
Reading "The Way of the Shaman" at the moment, because it's pretty much the natural thing to do after a pretty significant event in my life. Ever since this event my life hasn't quite fit right; it very much feels like I've rebroken a bone to set it straight. I've made a few changes, and this depression is very tied into that. But it's necessary, so I'm not making a terrible fuss about it. Just wading through it.
Thanks to all my friends, who look out for me, keep me honest, force me to be open, put up with my shit, self-centeredness and mood swings, give me things, inspire me, and are just...available when I need it. I don't show appreciation nearly often enough, you guys are just the best.
Time to bust my ass at work. <:)
Yup, I've definitely got a cold. As expected, the scratchiness in my throat has blossomed into full-fledged wonkiness. I expect to be a bit hoarse by the end of the day, and probably to develop a cough by tonight. Orange juice, tea and water will be mainstays of my diet, and I'll probably overdress for the weather outside. Vitamins, fruit, and soup will also be consumed in mass quantities. With any luck, I can have this thing kicked by my immune system by the weekend.
In a bit of good news I found out my federal tax return has finally been deposited, and it should show up in my bank by Friday. This makes me extremely relieved, provides me with a bit more breathing room for PMP and allows me to actually buy stuff (like SueDeer's thingiemabob!). It also gives me the opportunity to party as hard as I'd like with Mr. Flying Fox.
Still haven't gotten anything packed, but the laundry's done at least. I have to get into work pretty early today so I won't be able to do too much packing just now...but that's all right. I'm a pretty easy packer, actually, maybe not as easy as Flying Fox (oooooooh!), but I tend to travel fairly light.
Yes, bottomed out yesterday, too. I woke up this morning feeling a little better, not quite as Catholic-guilt-ridden (no offense) as before. I do believe that hollowness and emptiness are two sides of the same coin, kind of like a good old Buddhist vacuity slipped over into nihilism. "It doesn't bother me" turns into "Why bother?" or something like that.
I'm really identifying with Bruno these days. Which, quite honestly, is probably not a good thing. ;) Baldwin is really an excellent writer, and the dialogue he's written over the past few weeks has gotten really good -- snappy, earnest and not afraid to take it out of the main character. :) He can lapse into a sort of aimless malaise from time to time (sound familiar?), but when he's on, he's really on. When I finally get started on writing "Bird," his style is probably one that'll be fairly influential.
Reading "The Way of the Shaman" at the moment, because it's pretty much the natural thing to do after a pretty significant event in my life. Ever since this event my life hasn't quite fit right; it very much feels like I've rebroken a bone to set it straight. I've made a few changes, and this depression is very tied into that. But it's necessary, so I'm not making a terrible fuss about it. Just wading through it.
Thanks to all my friends, who look out for me, keep me honest, force me to be open, put up with my shit, self-centeredness and mood swings, give me things, inspire me, and are just...available when I need it. I don't show appreciation nearly often enough, you guys are just the best.
Time to bust my ass at work. <:)
