cold

No, not to say that it is cold here, now. I think it's colder here than back home, but it's not terribly cold, really. No, the title derives from my most frustrating illness. I have a cold.

Normally, that's no problem, but here, it sucks. It is impossible to find any cold medicine here. Absolutely impossible. I can't even find cough drops or multivitamins. So I'm combatting the illness the only way I know how: getting drunk a lot.

no, that was a joke. I'm drinking lots of orange juice and getting plenty of rest.

That's really all that's going on at the moment. I'm in the lab trying to print up my documentation for absentee voting, which means that tomorrow I get to hunt for a fax machine. After this post, though, I'm gonna go buy some OJ and head back to my lair at Vinarska. There, I'll read and drink OJ and eat sandwiches and chips and probably watch Lost in Translation.

in the meantime, everybody be good, and for the love of god post a comment or two. At the moment I'm forced to assume that the only one who reads this is me, and that's hardly a delight to think of.

MUSIC: smashing pumpkins: adore (the album)