This virus is armed with quantum torpedos.

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I called in sick Tuesday because I couldn’t talk. Then, I spent my weekend sick. pampered me. Then, I called in sick today because I couldn’t talk.

With the DayQuil, I can talk. Almost. I also feel like the world is spinning, contracting, and/or expanding at any given moment. But I can talk. I’m still going to go through the entire local stock of Kleenex, with or without the DayQuil.

I’m of two minds about calling in sick tomorrow. I can’t get a doctor’s appointment until Monday. Which I’ve scheduled. But I feel like a putz for calling in sick so much. But, the thing is, I’m actually and what looks to be severely sick. That’s what sick days are for, right?

I alternate from feeling okay, as long as I don’t move too much, to feeling like I need to be dead for a few days and let this thing run its course.

I have stocked up on my super heroes, orange juice, DayQuil, and NyQuil. I think I’m qualified to call in sick when even DayQuil doesn’t stop my nose from flowing like the Nile.

Okay, enough drugged ramblings. For now, anyway.

Horoscope

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TAURUS (April 20-May 20): In the first Matrix movie, the central character, Thomas “Neo” Anderson, gradually begins to suspect that his entire understanding of reality is a delusion. At a key moment, a mysterious ally named Morpheus offers him a choice between two pills. If Neo takes the red pill, Morpheus tells him, he will be able to see the truth he has been blind to. If he swallows the blue pill, he will sink comfortably back into the lie he has been living. I see the coming weeks as a comparable turning point for you, Taurus. Which will it be, the red pill or the blue pill?

Sonsabitches.

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Am I wrong to be pissed that White Wolf will stop shipping (as well as selling on their website) World of Darkness books on April 30th?

Sure, it creates a rush to snatch them all up before they’re gone. But, screw that. I can’t afford even all of the Time of Judgement books that I want.

Interview

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The interview was at 10, and I think I did really well.

I don’t know that I’ll get called back for a second interview, but I know that I rocked that interview harder than I usually rock one. I think that I tend to suck at interviews, and may have reversed that trend today.

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Today reminds me why I vowed that I would never work tech support again.

After today, I don’t have any good answers for the inevitable question in tomorrow’s interview – “Why do you want to be a manager?” except that I want to get off of the goddamn phones right fucking now.

Maybe my teeth will unclench when I sleep tonight.

Maybe not.

Horoscope

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TAURUS (April 20-May 20): Novelist Ursula K. Le Guin decries the linear perspective that dominates modern storytelling. She says it’s “like an arrow, starting here and going straight there and THOK! hitting its mark.” Furthermore, she complains, plots are usually advanced through conflict, as if interesting action can’t possibly arise from any other catalyst. Your assignment in the coming week, Taurus, is to rebel against these oppressive conventions. Boycott any story whose narrative drive is fueled primarily by painful events. Protest movies that imply most human experiences are fraught with difficulty and resolved neatly. Most importantly, look back and celebrate the luminous mysteries that have shaped your life story: the meandering fascinations that didn’t lead to tidy conclusions, the wobbly joys that fed your soul, the adventures whose success was built on sweet breakthroughs rather than triumphs over suffering.

I’m not sure that I agree with the basic premise that development isn’t fueled by pain at all.