magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

bean is not actually from antarctica. his heart is covered in paisleys.

he makes tiny little pictures and sometimes writes about his life.

Am I dreaming all of this?

10 November 2006

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The coughing kept me up until 3-something again last night. It's been better during the day, but as soon as I lie down it floods on back in all its throat-scratching glory. Eventually I gave in and NyQilled it, which I had been attempting to avoid because of the unpleasant side effects like the twitchiness and that persistent unpleasant taste in the back of your throat.

And between the lack of sleep, the medicine, and the fact that with the working from home thing I barely ever leave my house before noon, when I headed downtown for a morning meeting I felt completely disoriented. I kept looking down at my legs to check and double check that I was, in fact, wearing pants. It was that kind of, Am I still asleep, dreaming all of this?, disorientation.

With a cup of coffee in me though, the meeting was productive. And I had a nice lunch, which is something that I rarely manage when left to my own devices (and poorly stocked kitchen).

Afterward, around 2:00, I tried to drum up some support among my friends without real jobs for doing something like hanging out in a park, as it was a gorgeously warm autumn day. But failing, I returned home to "nap" from 4:00 to 5:30, and again from 8:00 to 10:00, effectively making a surreal, solitary affair out of the remainder of the day. Topped off with watching Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind again, around midnight.