magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

all of these cat in the hat movie product tie-ins are making me sick. literally. well, i am sick, something flu-esque, but i don't think it stems from capitalism's rampant trampling over of all of our childhoods. in the middle of november, five years ago, give or take a few days, i was new to austin and spent the better part of a week in bed. two years ago today i had an appendectomy surgery (although i believe i still have my appendix) in what might be the oldest continually run hospital in the world, on an island in the middle of the tiber river in downtown rome. i spent a week in the hospital with tubes sticking out of me and another week in bed recovering. so yeah, as disgusting as it is, it's probably not the cat in the hat, november's just not my month.

this time around, it started last tuesday. stef and i went to see party monster. a matinee, so i was still feeling okay, and enjoyed the movie quite a bit once i got past seeing the actors. it's the sort of script that you'd expect a bunch of unknown actors to play, but almost all of the cast members were better known actors. afterward stef went to work and i went home to work on some perl scripting. i met her at the ginger man when she got out, we had a few drinks there and then went to lovejoy's for a few more drinks and played pool. after that she wanted pancakes, and as jealous as i am whenever she gets pancakes (the only vegan pancakes in town seem to be at mother's weekend brunch, and they're really not that great), i figured i'd be okay with a tofu scramble, and so we went to kerbey lane.

that's when i started feeling sick. i hadn't had enough to drink for the alcohol to be the cause of it, although i'm sure it contributed. and my food hadn't come when i had to get up and take a walk around outdoors, but eating some of it when i came back in didn't help either.

i spent wednesday feeling queasy. on thursday i thought i was over it, we went back to kerbey lane for dinner, and i had two of their veggie burgers. friday i felt okay. then saturday (yesterday) afternoon i felt lousy again. and on into today.

on second thought, do you mind if i blame it on capitalism?