Brain Fever

I'm home sick today. I probably shouldn't be blogging because my brain isn't working right. Plus I keep babbling. I'm pretty sure my voicemail to my boss this morning was ~insane~.

I can't sleep at night. It's not the coughing, that isn't that bad. It's just this random waking up thing. I keep waking up, sweaty, tangled in covers, wondering WHAT THE HELL THAT NOISE WAS THAT JUST WOKE ME UP??? But you guys? I don't think there are any noises. (but there ARE, there HAS TO BE) I think maybe it's just when my heaters make those clicking noises when they cool off (or the DEVIL). I also thought it might be that my house is not well-insulated (o-m-g, it could be the devil, and I'm too stuffed up to smell the tell-tale sulfur) and I'm hearing noises from outside.

OR. It's the sound of me blinking because my eyes are gummy and I have no less gross way of saying that to you. Could be the sound of my sinuses being so crammed with mucus that the cartlidge in my nose is popping as it's pushed to the limits.

Or, it's spiders, rats, bunnies in the walls. Breeding.

All I know, is that when I wake up in the middle of the night alone, ALL of these things sound completely feasible.

Yesterday I left work early to come home. I had a coupon (coo-pun) for a free rental at Blockbuster so I thought "I know! I'll swing by and get something so I can lay in bed and watch it while I repeatedly blow my nose and groan."

Nothing sounded good. I didn't want ANYTHING happy. I do not want to lay in bed miserable and watch Keri Russell fall in love with Nathan Fillion no matter how much I loooooove love love love Nathan Fillion. And pies. I don't want to watch Felicity bake my man pie. I should be baking that pie. Fuck you, Felicity. I'm still mad about you cutting your hair in the 90's.

I was being what my ex-husband used to refer to as "difficult". (he meant "challenging.")

I rented some movie called "The Host". It was a Japanese movie. But alllll over the DVD case they assured me that This Movie Was Good. Harry Knowles from "Ain't-It-Cool News" said it was on par with Jaws. And Harry Knowles also recommended Fido, which I loved, and one time on Entourage, the guy that plays Dwight on The Office played a sort-of-Harry-Knowles character when Vinnie was set to play Aquaman and Vinnie blew the interview and pissed SOHK off but made it better later when he sent Jesse Jane to SOHK's room.

So... obviously his word was credible to me.

I started watching the movie, and at first? I didn't get it. But I thought "Okay.. it's okay.. it's Japanese. I'm not supposed to get it." and I kept watching it. Then I REALLY didn't get it and had to stop it to take a nap. When I woke up, I finished watching it but I Still Did Not Get It. It was too long, and weird, and I'll never be a big star in Japan because we do NOT think the same things are funny. Was that supposed to be funny, Japan? Because I? Am not laughing.

All I know, is that HARRY KNOWLES IS FULL OF SHIT about The Host. And my world is all askew now because I can't trust him anymore.

I need to lay down.

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