uffffffffff.

so, i'm sick for the first time since this summer's allergy bout, and man, it's pretty brutal. i spent yesterday and last night rolling around with fever, and the only perky side would be that, in this semi-delusional state, i 'wrote' a novel, apparently about a girl, but with the main focus being the narrators who shift from first- to third-person in an all-out war regarding the supremacy of omniscience versus personal exploration. at least this made having a fever entertaining, although i didn't 'finish' the novel enough to see which narrator won.

i'm not looking forward to the mile hike from the bus stop to get to the class i'm teaching tonight. not at all.

whine, whine whinity whine, and if anyone has extra soup, you know where to bring it.