Tuesday, July 22, 2008
yucky
poo poo. i've had a ticklish gestrum in the back of my throat now for a week, ever since that long run day. all i can figure is that i destabilized my immune system and now i'm paying for it. i tried to sleep it off on sunday, to no avail.
i've now had two days of teaching (long hours on monday and tuesday) and just this morning, maggie took off for england. i woke up at 5 to see her off to the station, further breaking up my sleep cycle and doing me no good. it was, unbelievably sad to see her go. it didn't hit me as she walked through the turnstyle, but as she went up the escalator to her platform, the weight of it (contributed to by the humidity in the air) hit me. we've spent the last year and three months near or nearby each other, and now no more. these moments in life, they hurt. never gets easier.
and it doesn't help having a mucus factory plugging up your brain. i wake up in the middle of the night choking and hacking. it's impossible to take. for the imaginatively inquisitive, put together a clogged drain and the old Nickelodeon products like Splat or Goo or Gunk or whatever they called it. that stuff that they had to swim around in on Double Dare to find the flag. it is kinda reassuring tho, to know that i am not just a sick man but also a toy factory. makes me feel more productive.
classes are good, but i have to push my energy up a notch to meet the challenge, and i don't think that does anything good for my white blood buddies. they get a step up on the germs, and then i make them take two steps back by delaying their reinforcements. i think there's gonna be a leukolympho coups pretty soon, unless i start displaying some better tactical judgement on the battlefield.
oh, and once i get back into running health, i think i found a track nearby my house, so i can finally do some track running on a regular basis.
and one of my students tonight is composing some new age music and he and i are going to stitch together some lyrics for it. and he just died his hair blonde for the summer break. he came in wearing a red shirt with a bright design and looked like a supernova. it almost made me forget how late he always is. oh, kazune.
anyway, sleep time. hopefully tonight's rest will be the one that will restore my soul. if not, tomorrow's gonna be another long daye
i've now had two days of teaching (long hours on monday and tuesday) and just this morning, maggie took off for england. i woke up at 5 to see her off to the station, further breaking up my sleep cycle and doing me no good. it was, unbelievably sad to see her go. it didn't hit me as she walked through the turnstyle, but as she went up the escalator to her platform, the weight of it (contributed to by the humidity in the air) hit me. we've spent the last year and three months near or nearby each other, and now no more. these moments in life, they hurt. never gets easier.
and it doesn't help having a mucus factory plugging up your brain. i wake up in the middle of the night choking and hacking. it's impossible to take. for the imaginatively inquisitive, put together a clogged drain and the old Nickelodeon products like Splat or Goo or Gunk or whatever they called it. that stuff that they had to swim around in on Double Dare to find the flag. it is kinda reassuring tho, to know that i am not just a sick man but also a toy factory. makes me feel more productive.
classes are good, but i have to push my energy up a notch to meet the challenge, and i don't think that does anything good for my white blood buddies. they get a step up on the germs, and then i make them take two steps back by delaying their reinforcements. i think there's gonna be a leukolympho coups pretty soon, unless i start displaying some better tactical judgement on the battlefield.
oh, and once i get back into running health, i think i found a track nearby my house, so i can finally do some track running on a regular basis.
and one of my students tonight is composing some new age music and he and i are going to stitch together some lyrics for it. and he just died his hair blonde for the summer break. he came in wearing a red shirt with a bright design and looked like a supernova. it almost made me forget how late he always is. oh, kazune.
anyway, sleep time. hopefully tonight's rest will be the one that will restore my soul. if not, tomorrow's gonna be another long daye
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kazune died?
his hair.
you sound almost What-the-Bleep-Do-We-Know-y with your little pep talks with your little blood cells.
you should write a much longer post about the goo. research it. give us a history of the goo, in its many forms.
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his hair.
you sound almost What-the-Bleep-Do-We-Know-y with your little pep talks with your little blood cells.
you should write a much longer post about the goo. research it. give us a history of the goo, in its many forms.
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