Skip to main content

i feel like crap

... and i can't think of a more creative or clever way to express that.

i came down with a case of the flu over the weekend (because nothing says "holiday weekend" like a good flu) and am still laid low. i made a rather foolish attempt to work today, which was probably amusing for some of my coworkers as they watched me wobble around like a drunkard because i was weak, in pain and hadn't eaten a proper meal in a couple of days.

this is a particularly interesting flu, as well, because it didn't come with congestion, with nausea, or with any of the symtpoms one would normally associate with a flu. the main hallmark of this flu is that EVERYTHING HURTS. i feel like i was doing a workout for about a day and a half. muscles i hadn't met before are screaming at me. my head hurts, my neck and back, my legs... my skin hurts, which meant that i spent the part of the day desperately dodging any type of physical contact with anything. (ever seen someone trying to avoid their own shirt before?)

thankfully, bailing out of work only and concentrating on some serious assal horizontology (thanks, dr. nick) seems to have brought me back to life a little.

and i have my new friends magnus and mr. chow (souvenirs from an otherwise disappointing visit to the festival of fear) to help keep my spirits up.

Comments

DJ Tobias said…
oh - I HATE the overly sensitive skin flu thing. I get it all the time just before I get sick.

It's the worst feeling ever, even the air hurts...

as long as you're here, why not read more?

eat the cup, part six :: francophonie

well, friends, i can hold back no more. i've ducked out of featuring either france or belgium thus far in eat the cup 2018 because i had a feeling that i would have plenty of time to get around to them. now, i have to admit that i was a little hesitant when i saw that belgium were facing tournament favourites brazil in the quarterfinals, but even then, i had a feeling that we hadn't seen the last of the kingdom of waffles. last time around, i felt that they failed to gel as a team, despite their pirate's chest of talent. this time, i think that they've had the time to get used to each other.

as far as france is concerned, i can't imagine that anyone thought that they weren't going to get to at least this stage. their roster reads like a manager's wet dream: pogba, varane, kante, lemar, griezman and, of course, mbappe. part of me feels like calling kylian mbappe [assuming i had his phone number, which i don't and never will] and telling him he might want…

eat the cup 2018, part seven :: oh, lionheart

it all seemed so magical: england's fresh-faced youngsters marching all the way through to a semi-final for the first time since 1990. everywhere, the delirious chants of "it's coming home". and then, deep into added time, the sad realization: it's not coming home. oh england, my lionheart.

now, if we're being really strict about things, my scottish ancestors would probably disown me for supporting England, because those are the bastards who drove them off their land and sent them packing to this country that's too hot in the summer and too cold in the winter. and indeed, shops in scotland have sold through their entire stock of croatian jerseys, as the natives rallied behind england's opponents in the semi-final. however, a few generations before they were starved and hounded from the lands they'd occupied for centuries, my particular brand of scottish ancestors would have encouraged me to support england [assuming that national football had even…

friday favourites 20.07.12

i was almost going to skip it this week. not out of any disinterest, but i always feel weird posting something flip and cheeky on days when the news is choked with stories of some location filled with people going about their lives suddenly getting shot up by a lone maniac with some sort of personal gripe or agenda.

awful things happen every single day. people who lead otherwise normal lives are suddenly transformed through violence every single day. by the harsh standards of the world, what happened last night in aurora, colorado isn't even close to the worst. i'm sure families in syria would consider a day where ten people died to be better than average. but there is something about these completely random mass shootings in otherwise fairly peaceful places that haunts us all here in the western world. it happened today with aurora. it happened a year ago sunday in norway. it happened in another colorado town, now synonymous with the terror of such a massacre in 1999.

what h…