still sick

although most of my fever and chills are gone, my stomach is killing me. it feels like i am trying to digest broken glass. my stomach's churning actually woke me up from two naps today. sleep has been my m.o. this whole weekend--just hazily drifting out of slumber for a hour or two at a clip. . .not bad, feels like a full blown boozy stupor. . .not that I know what they feel like. . . right, anyway, I hope to feel well enough to go to philly on tuesday--probably will, i'm just keeping it all low key until then.

maybe i can just sleep my way through the next day or two and then return to my hibirnation on wednesday. . . sleeping until next weekend sounds really nice right now. i think the flu is my body's way of telling me to rest more than i do. hey if it means one weekend every two years, i can deal. . . sleep helps make waiting go faster, too.

evening soundtrack: mars volta frances the mute; brain wilson smile; the beatles revolver; tom waits closing time