fever

started off the weekend with a touch up of my finger tattoo. hopefully this time it stays in there, not wearing super-tight, sweaty motorcycle gloves for two days straight within a week of getting it will probably help.



had a dream on sunday night that it rubbed right off. i was pretty upset about that. said dream was probably a result of the fever that was taking over my body overnight.

at some point this weekend, a curry was made. friday night i think? can't remember. ground up some coriander seeds in my mortar and pestle.



sunday involved two lovely pints on a patio, then three more beers at a backyard bbq.



by the end of the day, i really had to rally to get through the evening without falling asleep. started feeling even more weary around 9, fell into bed and woke up sick. stayed in bed most of the day, finally took my temperature around 2pm and realized that i in fact had a fever. then i didn't feel so bad about being such a lazy bones and it started to make sense that my skin was hurting to the touch and i was oscillating between sweating and chills.

stella, as usual, watched over me like a hawk, or so i like to think. maybe she was just watching over me for food.

feeling a bit better today. i guess I'll live.