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ah, the treasure of sinusitis. it's all blocked or drippy, or both, and the 1.5 hour bus ride was hell. the stuffed head makes it tough to concentrate.

singer arrived a lot closer to midnight than i'd expected, by which time i'd fallen fast asleep and rescued her from the lonesome hallway in a fuzzy dreamscape where all the walls lay at just the wrong angles.

we left the apartment at what's becoming my usual time, so again i took the train, although this morning i got off at the right stop and managed to get the bus.

today was horrible as far as work was concerned. hell, i passed out for an hour and a half because you can't do a lot if you can't get enough oxygen to your brain.

like now. now sucks. now time for bed.

i had billy idol - white wedding running through my head the entire day, but i didn't go to an ex-soldier of mine's wedding, not only wouldn't i have been able to make it in time but i'm not feeling so hot. singer arrived to borrow movies, and saw me off to the station.

now to go make elephant noises, shower a shower of kings, and pass out. even if it is only to wake up feeling like i've inhaled the pillow - i do so want to wake up late tomorrow.