'Germy Nest' sounds very unappealing.

I'm not really going to be very interesting today, I'm sure. I've been pretty much in bed all day long, getting up only for food, drink and other biologically necessary functions. This is when having a laptop is especially nice, since you have the online world at your fingertips right there in your germy little nest.

I've been rocking the Neo Citran like crazy to get through it. Neo Citran is truly wondrous stuff. It leads me to a place where time and trouble do not exist. I sleep, I wake, I breathe ... it all happens so easily and happily and dreamily. Hours pass like minutes, seconds pass like years. I don't mind, so long as I am imbued in the lemony sorbitol glow of my friend.

Then the hammer of reality drops down with a violent crash and I have to scramble to the kitchen, hands shaking as I pour the precious powder into the steaming cup, gritting my teeth against the bitterness as I gulp it down, waiting anxiously for it to work.

OK, so I'm exaggerating. But not THAT much. I'm feeling really sick. Really, really sick. And I'm HIGH. On Neo Citran. And really kind of bored with the feeling sick already. So, grant me some creative license, is all I'm asking. I know it sounds like I could be a junkie very easily, and I probably could if I had the mindset or self-destructive urge to seek out the kinds of people who would supply me with the real stuff, but I'll remain in my cocoon of ignorance and get my drug-related jollies from things like Neo Citran and the occasional muscle relaxant, mmmkay? And feel free to stage an intervention if you think I'm abusing them for realz, please!

I felt too sick to go back to the One Of A Kind show today, and I'm not sure what tomorrow will bring. I'll be disappointed to have only seen half of the show if I can't make it, but honestly even just the half I saw was worth the admission price. It's such a fantastic event. I urge anyone who can possibly go whenever it's in town to do so, because the artists need your support!