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I finished Miss Wyoming. Pretty good. I stand by my earlier commentary. Coupland has had a lot of emphasis on monster moms over the years, hasn't he? Tobias's mother in Generation X and Karen's mother in Girlfriend in a Coma and Marilyn in this book, and maybe others I'm not remembering.

I'm ashamed of the fact that I have The Hunger Site next to LJ on my list of most visited bookmarks (across the top of my browser, consisting of the aforementioned sites, along with a couple of boards, Google, Salon, Suck, Plastic, Feed, and Free Will Astrology), and I forget to visit it, while I'd never forget to visit my journal. Priorities are in need of some examination.

you probably shouldn't read this one.

[Anyone who is waiting for new stuff on GetOrganized, I'll try to get something up later this weekend.
Meanwhile, I wish more of you Feministas people would post stuff. I don't want to be "discussion leader". Really. It's everyone's. Make it active. (I should probably go say this over there.)]

Once again, it's not really this late. I don't understand why L. keeps the time on this computer so fast. I haven't changed it to the correct time because I don't want to mess anything up that he set up on purpose... trying to be respectful.

I overslept by leaps and bounds Friday, could and should have gotten up around noon but somehow slept til after 4PM, so I'm still awake. Almost tired enough to go to sleep, but there are a few things I want to do beforehand. (which is one of my usual personal problems - having so many things I need to do that the indecision involved in prioritizing them practically paralyzes me - does anyone else have this happen?)

I hate being sick. I hate being sick. The chronic illness - the lethargy, the constant low fever, the lack of stamina - that's one thing, and it's a lot to deal with. But my immune system! I hate having a cold or pneumonia or anything that makes me cough, sneeze, snot, and ache a lot. I had pneumonia for a month in May (when I was living alone), and the recurring ear infection (and reactions to the meds I took) starting in September. I hated it then and I hate it now. Having the general CFIDS symptoms is one thing; on most days I can eke out a few hours of mobility/activity of some sort or another, as long as it's low-key (I haven't been dancing since June). But it's maddening to feel chained to a bed. I've felt a lot worse than in this past week... this seems to be a minor cold, not the tremendous flu I tend to pick up every year, flu shot or no. But it's still frustrating and irritating. I WANT A FUCKING EXORCISM.

In a curious show of potentially foolhardy bravado, I haven't been taking anything for my illness. Well, specifically, no OTC drugs. I might have taken some Tylenol the first night; I took my Paxil and Guaifenesin prescriptions as usual (I am aware that the latter is an OTC expectorant and possibly helped me). Other than that, I used a whole fucking lot of menthol - Vicks Vapo-Rub, Breathe-Right strips with mentholated vapors, TheraPatch (which is a stick-on patch with the same kind of vapors as the two aforementioned products), Gypsy Cold Care and Cold Care PM teas by Traditional Medicinals - mostly helpful thanks to menthol, and extra doses of vitamin C, and the occasional Ricola sugarfree coughdrop. Oh, and eardrops of grapefruit extract and tea tree oil. I wanted to see how long it would take me to get back on my feet without DayQuil and NyQuil and numbing coughdrops and nose sprays and double analgesics and so on. Trouble is, this may just be a very weak cold, and I still would have gone running to the doctor if I had coughed up anything green.

I have a ton of things I have been putting off writing about all week... primarily, my personal internal resolution to the person I was upset about last weekend (capsule version: their attitude, which is the real issue, is not my fucking problem, and I don't appreciate them trying to make it such & trying to make me feel like their recent shoddy treatment of me is something I brought upon myself; but of course there is more to it, there always is). Also some things I've been writing and some things I've been doing and some things I've been pondering at length. Some other time.

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Feeling a leetle better today, though terrifying things are still coming out of my nose when I blow it.

Off now to go see O Brother, Where Art Thou, finally! Yippee! Coen Brothers goodness all around! I may even watch The Hudsucker Proxy or The Big Lebowski later tonight to drag out the Happy.