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June 28th, 2003

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On being sick

Some of you know that I've been sick since last Monday night (cough, sore throat, slight fever, &c &c). Different symptoms have been choosing to emphasize themselves at different times, but last night was pretty nasty, as my ears and throat were causing pretty constant background pain, and I was trying to drink lots of water, but whenever I swallowed it caused major pain in the throat area, which caused me to wince, which caused my ears to hurt. (Run-on sentence? Me?)

None of which kept me from kicking Rid and Joe Manfre's butts in Scrabble, I might add. (Final score 178-167-298.)

Anyway, last night around 3 or 4 am the pain in both throat and ears essentially disappeared, even when drinking water, and it hasn't come back all day today, despite going to a party where there was much eating, a certain amount of talking, and some singing. So, basically, yay! After the party I came home and took a nap, where I pretty much slept like a log for a couple of hours.

I am still sick -- I've got the cough and I can feel my throat is not entirely happy with the afternoon's hijinx, etc. -- but I'm encouraged by how it's going. The smart thing would be to take it easy tomorrow, but in fact the same guy who invited me to today's party (and asked me to bring my guitar) invited me to another one tomorrow with the same suggestion. So I think I'll do it. We'll see how it goes.
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Party anecdotes

The party I went to today was basically a block party thrown by some friends of mine for a community development corporation that works in our neighborhood. Since I mostly live like a hermit this meant I got to meet some of my neighbors, many of whom were quite nice.

There was this one guy who was, I think, a lawyer of some kind, who bragged about getting some kids arrested for picking flowers in his front yard and who generally seemed to be much more interested in talking than listening. I hung out listening to him harangue one of our hosts (call her X) for a little while, then headed over to the food, where I met X's boyfriend, who asked me in a quiet but concerned voice, 'Is X going to kill that guy?' (I wasn't sure, but, not to keep you in suspense, she didn't.)

In another part of the party, a friend of mine, who works at a private club, talked about how when he goes past the big blenders in the kitchen, he always keeps his hands behind his back, because otherwise he has this strong, irrational urge to put his hands in one of the blenders. Once, when he was eyeing one of the blenders, one of the cooks guessed what he was thinking and told him, 'Those things will take your arm off, you know.' This is a kind of urge which, I must confess, is not entirely foreign to me. Ah, good old deathwish!

Hm, I thought there was more, but that's all I can remember for now. Anyway!
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