BLOT: (03 Dec 2010 - 12:37:00 AM)
I still haven't posted the rest of the bits about the weekend down with my mom, or the pow-wow, or the horrid traffic. Still haven't cleaned either, while I am mea culpaing. The reason is, for as many times in as many fortnights, I am sick. Last time, it was about 72-hours of very particular symptoms and the black death that comes in the night. This time it is the white death, I presume, because my two symptoms I have are (1) I don't feel good and (2) something is rattling in my lungs. I assume that (2) might have something to do with (1), but what do I know? IANAD*. It does not hurt, except when I cough for too long in one go, and I am not particularly weakened or nauseated. I just have moments, like tonight at dinner, where sitting upright no longer feels good or, like this afternoon, where even relatively short walks leave me wantined to punch myself in the lungs and consequences be damned.
I also had my final final today. That had things to do with it. I think it is ok. It does not really feel ok. I kind of hate it. Wish I had written it two weeks ago, just so I could have taken it out, thrown away, and started from scratch today. Neither here no there. The break down is as follows. Out of a possible 25 points, I need 6 to get a C-, and 16 to get a B-. I would need an impossible 26 to get an A, assuming my calculations are correct. This means that if I lose greater than 9 points, I have a C. If I retain more than 16, I should have a B. Either one will work, though one would make me frown a bit. :( <-- that face. I'll leave it up to your imagination which one.
Two negatives deserve a positive and so let me brag a moment about Warner Bros. They apparently distribute BBC America DVDS and Blu-Rays. Somehow 2|entertain is involved. At any rate, a year ago I bought a boxset:
Well, taking my sick lungs to bed so I can listen to them rattle like dice in the dried out skull of a vanquished enemy. Good night, everbody!
* I only used that acronym because I brought it up in a convo with Sarah tonight. I talked about the way people will say IANAL on message boards and then dish out legal advice. Sarah asked me something about the old lung-rattle, and I went IANAD! Which, if you parse it correctly, sounds like a chant by a testicular cultist.
LABEL(s): Me in 2010
BY WEEK: 2010, Week 48
BY MONTH: December 2010
Written by Doug Bolden
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