headache

health-wise, i spent a lot of this morning emptying myself, and this afternoon developed a massive headache that's just not going away. gd has the same headache. whatever this is, it's a nightmare - and its timing couldn't be better, i have a 9am technical interview in the morning.

sunday:

i don't remember much aside from gd going to see the butcher boys (the demons mr smear's terrified of) before meeting mr smear and i at the museum.

last night i finally prepared the second draft of an article i've been working on, which is satisfying. i slept alright, had an amazing dream / nightmare in which rick sanchez employed me and a bunch of others to hunt and manage some weird cloaked aliens that were like an aggressive predator beak-beak from armikrog. the setting was bizarrely dystopian urban, i wish i could have recorded it. the next dream started with steve buscemi and a couple of other actors but just as it began my alarm went off and that was it.

today:

gd and i went to the vodacom store to sort out her new contract, then to the furniture store. the woman who's been dealing with us is on vacation, and after being helped by someone else it looks like this whole bed debacle comes down to her suggestions being terrible. now that we've tried a bed that actually feels good for both of us and seems solid, we have to go through the whole process of getting our current one evaluated again :(

we got back in time for gd's first consultation, i took off for my mom's coffee shop and got in some productive alone-time, then returned home just in time for a nice catch-up with an old friend of mine (tpj) who's working for a company that sounds amazing.

i spent some time working on my personal shop, then spent the afternoon and evening alternately playing with or struggling with mr smear. he's a great kid, but there's some stuff that needs serious work...

right, it's now much later than i'd planned to crash so i'm going to go do that now.