Akchally, I'm more than just under the weather - I'm sick. Ill. Illin'. Which might help explain the long series of fuck-ups that was Wednesday - in the days before symptoms appear, I frequently have a somewhat malfunctioning brain.
I did, in fact, have an hour's nap after yesterday's post, and was feeling a little scratchy when I woke up. I was out of my elderberry placebo, so yesterday's errands included grabbing some more of that. Otherwise, I mostly just dropped by Guitar Center to get a replacement yellow mic condom. I would have bought a red one as well, but they seem to not be restocking that part of the store - all they had was yellow and black, and not much of that.
Time to start shopping for those online, apparently.
I was a little late to the bar, but, surprisingly (and with the help of synkitty
, who brought in and then distributed the books), I started the show on time.
It was another slowish Thursday, kept that way in part by the fact that it was frikkin' hot. But still, we had 22 singers in 8 rotations, including jasonmagick
, Wayne, ajayav
, Albert, megnc86
, Matt H, the elusive swanhart
, Mikey H, Honey, large portions of the Alex squad (including Nelson, who is rarely there), cybrenn
, and supersniffles
There was singing, and dancing (Ed, Jason, and Honey were there, after all), and progressive laryngitis from yours truly. By the end of the night I could do a little better than croak - but not much.
The bar did well under target, but hopefully enough to provide Paula with some profit.
I didn't feel particularly up to hanging out for supper, so I just grabbed some Jack in the Box tacos on my way home, and ate those at my desk. I wasn't too sure I could lie down without going into a coughing fit, so I slept for a few hours in my chair - then felt somewhat better, and transferred to the bed.
I got up around 3:30pm, feeling generally better, and slowly got myself out the door and to Kaiser by 6:50pm - nothing to do with this situation, but I had a prescription I needed to pick up. Then, since I wasn't feeling too bad, and had mysterious amounts of extra cash floating around my wallet, I had dinner at the Cheesecake Factory, where I actually didn't finish my pasta.
Bought some ginger tea, then came home, where I've been mindlessly goofing off since. It's good that I feel better, but I need to be at least OK by 3:00pm tomorrow, when I start the birthday party for Gia's cousin. It's just a matter of convincing my immune system of this...
Right now, I need to look into my dance music collection - I'm likely to be doing more of that tomorrow.