i am an unrequited astronomer, pretend patient, gentle adventurer, pedal enthusiast, recovering calligrapher, occasional thespian and unfinished poet living in portland, oregon. contacting me via email is usually a good idea.
i feel better today; i'm past the hot/cold phase, though i'm still coughing and everything is still in my head and my ears are all plugged. i'm so glad i had ice packs in my freezer; i really think it helped bring the fever down. after struggling with the big bath towel, i woke up at 3 a.m. and thought i should wrap it up in an old tshirt. voila! but when i woke up this morning (barely, i might add), it had broken and the gel goop was oozing out. that's okay; i still have two more. :)
last night i realized i don't have any easy-reading materials: almost everything i own, and all my new unread stuff, is about physics and psychology and sociology and biology. even my calligraphic books were too thick for me last night. fortunately, gorey is an excellent sick-read. :)