Euw i am flimsy

But at least I've got my voice back a little bit and my throat's almost right -- just said I probably can't do Tanz, over phone : ( Apart from that all i've said is Fug and Circuit-MOVE and have been attempting to do stuff in an even more slapdash way than usual.
This has GOT to be a reaction to those inoculations. I have never been so ILL and fragile as last night.

Anyhow -- computer maintenance time. All I have to do is define which hard drive section, and Schultzy's off verifying and repairing his Permissions.
It is very soothing and anodyne watching the machine repair itself. Needs Bach (on stereo!)


photo of Nietzsche on HIS sick bed.
bloo-dy hell talk about a cantankerous patient