this is me last summer in dhaka when i had that second fever. im pretty sure the closest i’ve come to looking like that again has been over the lat two days. except this was more like a giant shitty head cold for most of the time. except maybe monday night when i had to leave early from the fundraiser, knock back some neocitran and try to sleep.

i think i’ve managed something like 6 hours of real sleep in the last couple of days. last night i hardly slept at all. though im starting to think that might have been because i didnt wait long enough to pop some nyquil after taking some tylenol earlier in the afternoon. apparently that really fucks with your balance too cause i just about fell over taking a piss.

ive downed an entire jug of orange juice and probably two litres of water, but im sort of craving some ginger ale.

i also brought in some hot dog buns and bagels to try and munch on to make sure i had something in my stomach.

apparently people were looking for me yesterday. seems to me that the first place to start would be my place or phoning me. there’s your heads up, my phone will indeed wake me from a nyquil induced haze. especially if it rings at 2am and you’re totally tanked wondering why im not downtown partying.

if things come in threes does that mean i have one more thing to not really look forward too? cause there was the hard drive debacle, and then i got sick so what’s next? i hope it’s ot something completely stupid because im getting a little fed up with having shitty days.

i should probably have a shower. then go back to trying to find a semi comfortable way to try and sleep some more.