So, so sick. Have been off work since Thursday night, can’t really afford to be. Sinus gross has traveled into clogged and ringing ear gross which has simultaneously coalesced into congested chest producing shallow, mostly dry coughing fits that can last a full minute (or, more acutely, from 1:18-5am like this morning) gross.
At this point, I am no longer a patient patient. Even without the 2 seasons of Dexter I’ve been able to plow through, my vocab has tanked into submarine levels of foul. Last night I got 3 hours of sleep despite going to bed at 8:40, clicking the telly midway through Ellen’s Academy Award opening. No appetite, no drive to do anything but cycle through Dexter and pet the dog when she starts to whine and refill and -boil the kettle.
On the other hand, today I finally got to see Kill Your Darlings, which was excellent and sharp and made me miss school. Also a little annoyed— that was the Big and Scary Gay Sex Scene (tm) that had the world up in arms? Surely we’re a bit more progressive than that, thanks.