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I am extremely well-rested. I've slept 18 of the last 24 hours. I feel like I could go back to sleep rightnow, but I'm going to try to stay awake for the day.

Just talked to my mom on the phone... it's the month anniversary of my stepfather's death, so she isn't doing very well today. It's getting cold where she is, so I need to find her sweaters for her and send them. They are somewhere in the boxes she sent back, but I'm not sure which box out of the 12. She has decided that I need home cooking and that I should make myself some stew. I said I'd be more likely to have someone bring me stew from Steak N Shake than I would be to actually attempt to cook it myself, at this point. If nothing else I'd have to go to the grocery store again... something that is not happening today.

I feel as bad as I did the first few days I was home from DC, which means I have completely relapsed, more or less. The new antibiotic only has to be taken once per day for a week. I like that kind: they tend to knock things out quickly, and I like not having to be on them as long.

Titus was interesting. I will have to watch it again when I feel better and can pay more attention to it.

I'm almost finished reading South of the Border, West of the Sun and must say that so far, I prefer Norwegian Wood. They are not at all the same kind of book, as I expected they might be, though there are some similarities between the narrators.

The boy who isn't my boy went to NYC this weekend. He says that he's getting sick of all the travel. I can't say I blame him... three weekends in a row in three different cities would knock me on my ass. & I don't hear from him as much as I'd like to 'cause he is so busy.

I tried the Chai Tea Luna Bar that V and Ragdoll have gone on about and I don't like it as much as the Chocolate Pecan Pie flavor! Also, I bought myself a pomegranate yesterday. They're so beautiful to look at. Sometime today I need to cut up some vegetables for salad.

Not much else to say. I've been asleep!

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I am sleepy. Is that an event or a non-event? I'm going to try to stay awake until later this evening.

I finished South of the Border, West of the Sun. I'm not really sure what I think of it. It's kind of effectless and the story is pretty thin. But it wasn't bad, it just wasn't very deep.

I talked to a couple of people (V, L) on the phone and in email in the past few hours. Nothing notable, just the usual chatter. V. got back the wedding pics - apparently most people have seen them think I look like Julianne Moore, which is funny... I noticed the resemblance some time ago, but I haven't heard it elsewhere until now. I used to be told that I looked like Scully on occasion, and in the past six months, I've been constantly told that I look like Cynthia Nixon ("Miranda" on Sex and the City)... which isn't precisely true, though we do have the same coloring and similar hairstyles.

I am hungry. I need to eat my salad from yesterday. Lettuce fears me. Yum.

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I feel like I'm starting to wake up a little, but since my last entry I've been sort of wandering around the house aimlessly looking for little things to do here and there, and I don't have much of an attention span. I put away some books, I moved a few boxes, I got some laundry loads together (which I will probably wash and then just hang to dry, because I'm not feeling ambitious enough to go to the laundromat to dry them). A while ago I washed and dried the fruit and veggies I bought yesterday, and in a few minutes I will get a garbage bag together and maybe even haul it outside. (It has a bad tomato in it, so I don't want to leave it sitting around the house... not after the summer's fruit fly catastrophe!) Eventually I may even get ambitious enough to take a shower, but I'm not holding my breath.

I think eating will make me feel more awake, but I haven't been too ambitious in that direction. Everytime I even consider cooking, I am overwhelmed by a wave of exhaustion that sort of clouds the thought out of my head. I could order a pizza, but that wouldn't be too healthy, and anyways I have a few frozen pizzas in the fridge. Maybe I will wash out the water kettle, which I haven't used in forever and a day, and make a big pot of tea. I did eat a Toasted Nuts and Cranberry Luna Bar, and it was bleh. "Trail Mix" is right.

My cat has his little catnip fish in his mouth and is walking around yowling his head off, which is one of his favorite cute things to do. So cute!

OK, time to try to get more little things accomplished. *sigh*.

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Why is it that when I feel horrible (and therefore can't do much), I feel compelled to write in this more than I would if I were busy and feeling good? Is it the boredom or is it an impulse to catalogue misfortunes?

I haven't really done much worth mentioning since my last entry - watched TV (two Powerpuff eps and part of a Japanese movie called Tampopo), ate soup and drank juice and tea, labelled a bunch of videotapes that have been piling up (Being John Malkovich, The Governess, The Pillow Book, magnolia, The Avengers marathon, etc. Did more of the same kinds of things I was doing earlier, and had a short nap.

Bored, boring, and sick, that's me today.