It’s Monday afternoon. I went to work for about two hours. Left feeling rather gross. Clammy, sweaty, upset stomach and bad taste in my mouth which is no taste at all. Yesterday I didn’t do too much of anything, no beach day but I did make brownies. Not those kind of brownies since the special ingredient is too expensive to use sometimes. Just plain old brownies. I had all these eggs that Julio gave me a couple of weeks ago and I thought it best to use them before they hatched. I grabbed an old mixing bowl from the top shelf of my pantry and it was a little dusty so I cleaned it and scrubbed it and thought it was ok to use.

I grabbed some eggs, some vegetable oil and some water and stirred about 60 times with a spoon. All seemed to be going well but the bowl smelled of plastic. I didn’t think too much of it as I placed the brownie batter in a tray, in the oven. Soon the whole apartment smelled like the bowl, or at least in my mind it did. 31 minutes later I took out the tray to let them cool and a little while after that I had a piece. It tasted ok, but there was that smell. Couldn’t get it out of my mind, and after eating a brownie or two, couldn’t get it out of my mouth. I wound up throwing out the whole batch.

Now, why would I bake brownies in 80 degree humidity? It was all about the eggs I guess. Not a good excuse especially since Annemarie is sending me a package of baked goods for my birthday like I always ask for. Just a bad idea. Felt funny strange after that though I could function. Woke up, feeling totally out of it. I imagined large pieces of plastic floating through my intestines, my blood stream. I got out of bed, showered, coffee. Bill spent the night over and headed to work, I dragged my ass soon after that, with each passing minute, feeling like crap.

Got to the bus, couldn’t even read, just stared out the window, trying to keep my eyes open. By the time I made it to work I was totally out of it and drenched in sweat. Felt like and looked like shit when I got to my desk, a bit annoyed that the weekend workers left all their crap laying around, making me clean it up. Changed t shirts and tried starting up the office, surprised that that was about all I could do for the day. Felt really clammy even though my desk is underneath a vent.

Carla came in and I made my move. I opted to leave at 10:00 since there really wasn’t anything else I could do and I was feeling so tired. I made it across town and was soon snoozing on a bus headed back to Hoboken. Took a nap for a few hours and feeling better. My temperature was 97.7 before the nap, now it’s 97.8. Progress?

I do feel a lot better. Just taking it easy. I threw away that nasty mixing bowl of plastic death. I can’t help but think the bowl was made in China.

Just got back from a walk outside, still muggy as all hell and once again, I am drenched.