Bleeding Fiction

Good: I was able to cohere well enough yesterday to do at least the immediately pressing things I had to do and in a reasonably comprehensible fashion. You can find evidence of this over at the Fables.

Bad: Some time before I went to sleep last night, I developed a fever. I doubt that anyone actually enjoys having a fever, but mine tend to involve pain in unlikely areas, such as my arm pits. So, while uncomfortable, they're at least interesting.

Good: In the middle of the night, my fever broke and I woke up. It lasted no more than eight hours, which is some sort of record for me.

Bad: By that point the sun was already creeping through my window, which kept me awake for another three hours.

Good: In finally fell asleep again.

Bad: I fell asleep at about the time I was supposed to wake up.

Good: I feel generally ok and won't have a problem making it through class today.

Bad: I'm still a little stuffy, and a little achey.

Also, as a follow-up to my last post, I found an article from Salon . com linked to through Kissui.net, a blog I read. (I gave you the Kissui.net link - it quotes the article extensively, and this way you won't have to do Salon's lame day-pass thing.) The article's more or less exactly what I'm talking about when I say "fetishizing" and is the opposite of what I'd like to do (which is to say "understand the culture.")