Saturday update

I was amazingly tired after my little coughing fits last night, so I went to bed around 9 p.m. and went to sleep soon after. Had an odd dream in which certain scientists working for some shadowy government agency conducted dangerous, unethical, and highly illegal experiments involving mice, squirrels, and small children in order to discover whether or not the universe was, in fact, cross-eyed. Yeah, I dunno either.

So, waking up in the real world, I began the day coughing less, which came as a relief--although I did cough up some blood-stained stuff, which I'm assuming was caused by some minor irritation caused by the coughing and not something dire and awful. (If I wake up dead tomorrow, you may feel free to tell me how stupid I was to assume such a thing.) Had a migraine in the morning bad enough to convince me to take my prescription meds, and it's possible that the meds helped with my coughing & ribcage pain as well. By afternoon I had enough energy to go to the grocery store to buy some fermented foods to get some probiotic action going in my recently-depopulated gut; and while I'm pretty sure the sauerkraut I bought has no live or active cultures in it, I've got some hope for the olives.

In other news, I remain fascinated by Prokofiev's seventh symphony.

Tonight is probably another good night to go to bed early.