Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Soar throats & the Lottery.
For the first time ever I think I'm launching an effective pre-emptive strike against my annual winter foe: strept throat. Last years antibiotics coupled w/ Riccolas and general taking-it-easy seem to be working. I made a call yesterday to finally grow up and take advantage of my employer's health care. It makes me feel grown-up and I don't like it. But it's better than having a fever and a throat so swollen you can't swallow anything. I feel at any minute though, I'm gonna get sick and this has left me in a shitty mood. Ever since 2 weekends ago. It feels like I'm cheating faith, but what the hell, I'll run with it. Speaking of fate, I had a dream the other night I won 93 million dollars in the lottery. I was then too embarrassed to ask someone how to play the lottery so I didn't. I also don't think 93 is playable number. Needless to say, I did not win the lottery. I did, however start getting in the Christmas music mood. This year I've found a new love for Trans Siberian Orchestra and iTunes (which lets me get all of this wonderfully epic holiday music). So I guess this has put me in a much better mood. I think I would love the cold if it weren't for the illness and numb fingers. There's something strange about the cold that also makes everything seem silent, even Center City at 11:30. It just seems peaceful. Now time for bargain movies purchased at Best Buy's black friday sale and half a bottle of wine.