My face hurts, alot.
I think my sinuses are so full that the pressure is causing it. I blow my nose all the time, but there is still always more to give.
So much for the gross stuff.
Snow camp weekend one almost over. I am supposed to work again today, but unless I have a fever, they won’t excuse me from work. Maybe I can convince either the nurse or my supervisor that I really do feel really lousy and get excused anyway. I hate this place. One doesn’t need a fever to be sick.
I have agreed to work tomorrow painting up at the Inn, but given how I feel, I don’t know if I want to. We’ll see how it goes.
This is turning out to be a weird winter quarter.
Do not ever sit and read “Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy” for very long in any one sitting, or have those sittings close to each other. IF you do, your thinking becomes very weirded. You will start thinking quite alot about infinite improbablity, pan-dimensional objects, races of killer robots, depressed robots, cheerful robots, and towels. It’s all very strange. And if your head already hurts, this won’t help much. just FYI.
So, have a good day, I am sure I will only by a highly improbable accident.
Quote for the day:
to Marvin: “What’s up?” Marvin the Manically Depressed Robot: “I don’t know, I’ve never been there. You can tell, can’t you?”
Peace
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