The Marvelous Patric - In which our hero has been sick

Dear blog,

I've been sick for like the past week.  It's been sucktacular.  I lost my voice.  This obviously delighted some people quite a bit.  I think my immune system is fried from having to repair that nerve in my head.  I feel like any slight breeze and I get sick.  
At least the nausea has passed.  My doctor and I reckoned it was the meds, so we played around with that.  I'm now not in pain and I'm not throwing up.  Now if I can just get past this massive cold, I'll be awesome-possum.  
I feel super sleepy right now, tho.  And I'm at work, then class, then I need to get a haircut so I look pretty when I renew my driver's license tomorrow.  
It's unfair to be busy when sick.  

I have found a new internet radio station that I love.  It is K-Rock 2 from NYC.  And it is perfect.  

School is going well this semester.  I'm loving the play writing.  The play I'm writing doesn't feel like any play I've ever seen.  It feels a lot faster and snappier.  Also, the cast is sprawling with characters that only have like one or two lines.  I would imagine it would be a nightmare to put on.  And the set!  Oy, the things I envision for the set.  And the way I would want it to function!  Lots of hidden doors and stuff.  And there's stunts galore.  Basically, I'm trying to make a comic on stage, I think.  But, I love it.  I love writing it and I love hearing people read it.  

The house is coming along beautifully.  Rock has kicked ass on the living room.  The new walls and ceiling are gorgeous.  And now we're refinishing the floor.  This has never been done in the 120+ years of the floor's existence.  It took a lot of sanding to get all the wax and gunk off.  I was sick and sleeping while this was going on.  But, from what I hear, it was hard to do.  Rock had rented a nice floor sander, but it proved to be ineffective.  He then used a hand sander and that worked.  Then the floor sander again.  Next, the stain and varnish.  
Anyone whoever thought that house wasn't worth anything clearly was wrong.  It's like Charlie Brown's Christmas tree... all it needed was a little love.  And my brother Rock is a very talented carpenter, even if he doesn't think so.

On Saturday, I'll be in a prime of life.  I'm cool with that.  My life is awesome.  I've got school going well, I'm looking towards my doctorate and teaching.  And I'm dating the woman that I'm going to spend the rest of my life with.  It's weird, because I think I used to think that sort of relationship would be scary. But it's not.  It's calming and I feel not excited or jittery or anything like that.  Instead, I feel calm and content, which is way better. 

Current Location: the office
Current Mood: content
Current Music: K-Rock 2