Monthly Archives: June 2008

See Those Eyes

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A beautiful day, gorgeous summer day, sun shining, a nice breeze. I went to work today, much to the surprise of everyone. Least of all myself. I wasn’t at 100% though. Last night I had a temperature of 98.8, or 98.4 which I though was close enough. After a night of uneasy sleeping, just couldn’t find the right groove I suppose. I did not heed my own advice, which is to get out of bed and do something else until you get tired.

So I laid in bed trying to get comfortable which I eventually did. Last night I actually ate some leftovers from Sunday which proved it wasn’t my cooking that made me sick. No one accused me of such a thing, but I was hungry and decided to find out for myself. It was the first actual meal that I had since Sunday and it didn’t make me sick.

Bill came home last night carrying juice which is the main drink of choice these days and we watched Keith Olbermann which we both seemed to be addicted to, despite the tone of his voice. He sounds like a sportscaster, and I don’t watch sports so I don’t get exposed to sportscasters often. I think he sounds like he’s bellowing all the time and his gushing over his friend, Jason Bateman last night was weird. He mentioned a few times, his friend Jason Bateman. I just hope Olbermann doesn’t get too smug though he seems to be leaning in that direction.

Been watching Weeds again and that’s been fun. So far 2 episodes and I don’t think it’s hit it’s stride yet. Nice touch with Albert Brooks playing Mary Louise Parker’s father in law, as well as Justin Kirk’s father. Justin Kirk rocks, if only for Angels in America. Also watched Diary of a Call Girl which is edgy and fun and follows Weeds. It’s about a London based call girl. Blimey!

At work there were things piling up from the past two days. I was able to knock them out with relative ease. It was the errands that proved taxing. I took my time but still it took it’s toll. It was warm as a summer morning should be and once or twice I found myself woozy. I sought shelter indoors and relaxed for a few minutes.

That was enough for me though. I came back to the office and let Tom Chin know that I was going home early. I was able to leave at 2:30 having finished my tasks by then and took the Path home, knowing that at that time, it wouldn’t be too crowded and I would be able to feel some much needed air conditioning.

Haven’t put in the air conditioning here at home yet. Haven’t really felt the need even though there was that killer heat wave a few weeks ago. We have two fans near the bed which does the job and having a photograph taken with them usually keeps them quiet. Hopefully when they see they’ve been posted in the blog, they’ll be quiet for the rest of the summer. Smell ya later.

Showing a sunny street shower on Sunday

Crazy clouds this morning

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Well last night I was getting better, or so I thought. Bill came home as I was watching a retrospective on George Carlin. Bill didn’t know that he had passed away. I drank some juice and soon went to bed. Didn’t sleep as well as I did earlier, perhaps I had slept too much. 20 hours of sleep will do that to you. My temperature has been around 97.9.

I didn’t actually fall asleep properly until I put a pillow between my knees as I slept on my side. I got up to the sound of 96 Tears by ? & the Mysterians. I decided to take it easy, to go into work later than usual. I showered and shaved and had some breakfast. Put on some clothes, too hot for whatever it was I was wearing so I changed again as Bill was stirring.

I headed out to the bus stop just missing one when I felt out of it. A bit light headed, more than usual. I felt it would probably be best if I stayed home again and to go in tomorrow. Bill was surprised to see me walking through the door, more surprised that I was covered in sweat. I went about taking off my clothes and sitting in my underwear.

Bill’s concerned obviously and worried. I told him after my last dental visit to be aware if I stop making any sense, a fear of having a stroke like my brother Frank had in May 2007. Now he’s overly concerned. I reassured him that I was ok, just needed another day to get back on my feet.

I decided to read Nic Sheff’s harrowing memoir of addiction and started to think I was withdrawing. But I’m not addicted to meth or heroin or any of those nasty things he’s been shooting up. Decided to stop reading that for a while and get some sleep.

Yesterday there was an engine on the street outside my building and every time I would start to fall asleep the construction workers would turn on the engine. I guess they were done with the engine since I haven’t heard it rev up today. Made for an easy nap when the phone rang. It was my sister Annemarie from California, worried about me.

Of course the phone was in the other room so I eventually got out of bed and got the message and called her back. She was worried about my neck hurting but no, it’s basically my back and since I heeded her advice from years ago about the pillow between my knees I’ve been alright. Except for the phone ringing.

It was nice that she called, and I hate the fact that she’s worried about me. I don’t get being worried about too well. I always think there are so many other things to be worried about than me. And there are. But you know what? I would be hurt if no one worried about me. I’ve got to get over it.

Still it was nice to hear from her, just wish she wasn’t so concerned. And it was nice that she offered to help me should I need anything. But at 3000 miles away, I don’t think she’d be willing to get me some orange juice.

Well I just ate my first meal in about 48 hours. My temperature is 98.4, an hour ago it was 98.8 so I guess I’m back to ‘normal’. Or in the ballpark.

Got an email from work : You poor little thing….just stay home for the rest of the week. I handled Maywood yesterday, so all is well in New Jersey. You just keep drinking liquids and feel better soon. We are all fine. Kate. Kate’s a managing director. I’m feeling better and I am going to work tomorrow.