Barely breathing...

After finally getting to sleep last night, woke up with clogged everything. Had to relocate to couch, where I could sit up to sleep. After my nose cleared out enough, I crawled back in bed.

Had to repeat this a few times. Finally did get some sleep... I'm really not feeling well. My lungs are at the "Don't push us, you really don't want to" stage, where walking to school at a decent pace makes them hurt and not want to work, or else hyperventilate and get into a coughing fit. I managed to avoid the second, which meant that by the time I got to school, my expression and stress level looked like there was a huge personal problem eating away at me. Darkside called me on it, to find that it was just me feeling like shit.

Alas, there is no school nurse; instead, I breathed slowly and calmly and eventually got to feeling better. Still feeling pale & clammy, though; evidently I look a bit flushed, very tired, and not very alive. Having difficulty breathing will do that to you.

Hmm. Job potential?

Ideally, I would be looking for a second job, one I can do on weekends, leaving my week days free for the potential internship.

I don't want to overstretch my body or my mind. We've seen the bad things that can happen.

Update on the benefits

Evidently this is the situation. I am a friend who Adam will make out with (in addition to the whole roommate thing) and evidently V is also a friend-to-make-out-with.

One of V's requirements for her relationship with Adam seems to be that in order to do anything beyond just-friends with her, Adam cannot have been intimate with another woman within the past 24 hours.

Sensible enough, especially for a non-poly.

Whee! (random CTY recontact)

One of the old crowd from Arrrrrrrgh! and the Spammish Inquisition has found me. We're catching up on old times.

I wonder how many of the old crowd will turn out to have been bisexual after all? I was the only one there, at the beginning...

Excellent Novel

http://mywebpages.comcast.net/jeffreyschwartz/The%20Consultant.htm

Anybody in the mood for some ... not sure what to call it. Not quite cyberpunk in the classic sense, but ... damn good. Needs an editor for the punctuation and a few typos, but ... damn good.

Beltane Ahead

...and not a ritual in sight.

It's the low time of the year for the household. Everybody's dead broke. Going to go out tomorrow and see if that one place has anything to offer. I'm hopefully to be less exhausted by then.

When I got to school this morning, Darkside saw the look in my eyes and wanted to know what was wrong. Darkside knows me so exceptionally well. He's rarely ever seen me sick, really sick.

Today we had a test in Take It Apart & Put It Back Together. I was through in fifteen minutes. Got to love that class. Darkside let me borrow a pencil; I told him I loved him.

He's getting less wary when I say that to him.

We've got tomorrow off from school. I wonder if he's up to anything.

When I was a child I had a fever....

Getting comfortably numb soon, hopefully. Running a slight temperature of 98.9, a good degree plus up from normal. Feeling chilled even with the blanket. Hot tea is good for me.

List volume is way up; this must be a side effect of Diplomatic Immunity, or perhaps with everyone chiming in on "OT: A Catalog of Cats". There's been a raving discussion of religion in the workplace; the next topic is road safety. I posted a paraphrase of my contribution to that here.

Headache. Tea is making me feel better. House is feeling far more clean now.

Suckage. E-mail stupidity.

So what do I do?

Evidently I hit the wrong combination of things, and I clear out the inbox of my Yahoo mail. Fortunately I'd responded to most of the things I needed to do.

One of the things lost, alas, was the e-mail I was saving, for sentimental reasons, the notification that my account had been credited with six months' paid time.

Ah well. Less clutter in the inbox.