July 2006
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Posted by squirrley on 27 Jul 2006 | Tagged as: home
A few weeks back, my friend Jana was smote with a lachrymatory flu. Her mousetrap caught a mouse and she burst into tears. She went driving and unbidden, ephemeral thoughts–of the sort that usually pass between the ears with equanimity–caused her to slump over the steering wheel, bawling.
Many were similarly afflicted. Sensitivity and tears appeared along with sniffly noses, fever, and cramps.
I mention this because, weeks later, I am fighting off a flu that has toppled my partner-in-crime Rachel (for whom i still seek a pseudonym; ‘bird of paradise’ and ‘blue flame’ top my current list). I am only a wee bit sniffly, and afflicted with a slightly muffled throat. But I am hideously maudlin and glum. I do not trust myself to write in this blog. I have barred myself from any pro-active action, including writing, to address perceived woes. I believe the woes will evaporate in the morning, or whenever my crappy mood disperses.
For instance: will readers now believe that Rachel is my lover? I have noticed that absence of salacious detail does not deter prurient interest–it merely encourages the reader to shade it in recklessly. I’m sure this will bother me less in the morning.
Interesting that my crappy mood is commenserate with the bloating of my vocabulary. For my preternatually pretentious language I blame the bug.