I refuse to get sick so that can't be it, but yesterday morning my throat hurt, my ear hurt, my scalp hurt, my face hurt, my eyes were burning and glowing red like an albino rabbit. Today, though, I feel so much better. My throat still hurts but it obviously has issues and it's best to ignore things like that - I refuse to indulge drama queens, even when the drama queens are my own body parts.
My eyes were still kind of red so I wore my glasses again today, two days in a row. I walked to work without them on, walked through a blurry world. It had rained hard early this morning, made me dream about a flash flood coming down a hill, woke me up in the dark - but the rain had stopped by the time I left for work, leaving scattered alley mudpuddles but dry sidewalks and big fragrant clouds. I know you can't smell clouds but I'm leaving that.
The population of Missoula has increased dramatically in the past 48 hours. Everywhere you look there are streams of people on bikes or streams of people in cars or streams of people walking down the sidewalk and none of them know where they're going. Everyone is wandering around hurt and confused, wondering what happened to summertime.
Students! I am almost envious of them.
It was 64 degrees when I walked home from work today with my glasses off.
Earlier in the day I ate a peach and my stomach started whistling. I threw out my Amish Friendship Bread - I had neglected to mush it like I was told to, and I don't have any sugar or flour to feed it. Nor do I have three friends to give its babies to. Nor do I want to participate in group breading. Nor did I want to bake anything - but now it's winter and baking isn't so unattractive.
My plan for this evening - the only evening this week I have time to do this - was to venture into the world of retail to find something to wear to the wedding this weekend but screw it I'll go naked. Instead I'm staying home to listen to NPR, eat, and watch a movie.
Overheard today in the basement of the music building: "No, pitch and density are the same fucking thing."
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