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Today’s Twitters

  • 10:14 I dreamed I adapted a Trollope novel into a play. I’ve never read any Trollope. And a guy started a band, Anthony and the Trollopes. Weird. #
  • 14:29 how much mucous can the human body produce?!?! #

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Only the saddle is my office chair, and the wide open view consists of the 4 walls of my office and the coffee area just outside my door, and I’m still having to blow my nose 20 times an hour.

What, you might wonder, felled this mighty warrior of words? What cut her down and condemned her to 4 days in bed?  It was the common cold.

Although I don’t think there’s anything particularly common about a cold. This one started with an uncommonly painful 2-day sore throat, such a bad one that by Thursday (the first day I stayed home), I couldn’t talk. That meant, of course, that Joe called me every few hours just to chat.  I also had uncommonly uncomfortable leg aches on Thursday night. I was worried I was headed for a bout of influenza, so I was relieved (ha!) that it was just a cold. I was uncommonly congested, and my ears were uncommonly stuffed up (I don’t know why I say they “were” stuffed up, as they still are). But Mucinex and Nyquil got me through it. I’m still snotty (in the mucousy way, not the bit-cah way), and I’d dearly love to be in bed sleeping. However, I doubt I’m still contagious and I needed to be back at work today.

And what, you might ask, did I do to amuse myself while I was at home, sick and miserable?

Well, go ahead and ask. I don’t mind. Tra la la la la.

Okay. Since you were so kind as to ask, I slept rather a lot. I Twittered a bit. I watched a variety of British mysteries courtesy of Netflix–I love their watch instantly thingamabob. I got to enjoy a sight of the young James McAvoy in an Inspector Lynley mystery. I griped silently, because my throat hurt too much to gripe aloud. And then Saturday evening, feeling a bit better but not enough to do anything productive, and having watched all the Roderick Alleyn mysteries and all the Inspector Lynley mysteries and all the Lady Bradley mysteries that were available to watch instantly, and not in the mood for Dexter, I decided to watch an episode of Doctor Who.

I’ve never watched Doctor Who before. And the episode I chose to watch was complete bosh. Horrible, I tells ya! Absolutely awful! And I was just about to turn it off after laughing myself silly (in a hoarse voice because of the cold), when Joe walked into the room and told me that I was watching the wrong Doctor. Because apparently there were a lot of Doctors. So we turned to Wikipedia and found his favourite Doctor, and I watched all but the first two episodes of Season 16 (I think.) And then I did some Googling and Wiki-ing, and saw that there was a new Doctor that started a few years ago. I watched the first three episodes of that incarnation, and really liked them, and then it was 3 a.m. on Sunday and I really needed some sleep. When I woke back up, I vowed that I was going to watch the rest of that season. Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending upon one’s perspective, not all the episodes of that season were available to watch instantly, so I was able to achieve my objective. Holy cow! That’s a really good show! Joe’s favourite doctor remains Tom Bradley, but I seriously have a thing for Christopher Eccleston (the 9th doctor). He has this great grin of excited anticipation as he watches things unfold.

Okay. Enough. Cool down, Faith.

Sorry about that. Anyway, that’s my grand and glorious weekend. (Oh, I did manage to read 4 or 5 books on Saturday afternoon while it was raining and Joe was napping, and we didn’t have much rain at all from Ike, despite Joe’s frenetic preparations, and both dogs are well although Scout keeps using the inside of the house as his personal toilet.) I hope you all had great weekends as well.  And please, stay away from the uncommon cold. It’s so not fun. But if you do get sick, and you have Netflix, do yourself a favour and spend some time with the Doctor.

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