shanmonster | High and Mighty

This SARS or whatever I have simply will not let me go. I went to work last night and lasted all of forty-five minutes before giving up and returning home. I felt completely high and spacey. I had no idea what people were saying to me on the phones, and I had no idea how long I'd been talking to each. At the end of the forty-five minutes, it felt like I'd been there about four or five hours. Not good. I'll try it again tonight and see if I can last any longer.

As I was leaving, a sympathetic co-worker said, "Oh, you have it, too?"

I nodded wearily.

"You poor thing," she said. "Can you believe I was sick for three whole days with it?"

"I've had it for a week," I answered. She looked astonished.

The other night, when I was feverish and high, I went to bed early. As I lie there, it suddenly came to me that I could do some astral projection. Yet I knew I could only do it within the confines of my own apartment. And I knew I could only do it into someone else's consciousness. So while I lie there wondering how I could float around the apartment, I suddenly realized I could embed my consciousness into a chinchilla. At that scintillating realization, I up and left my body and permeated Squire. I sat there on a board in his cage, completely content. And then, all of a sudden, from my spot in the bed, I heard both chinchillas do a sudden lap in their cage. That's when I realized I wasn't in a chinchilla. Instead, I was lying in my bed, high/delerious. And I started to giggle.

So, yeah. I felt something like that last night while I was supposed to be working. Riiight.

In other news, f00dave, snowy_kathryn and I did a really cheesy photo shoot the other night. All three of us are sick, and the photoshoot was a welcome diversion from dolor. Wanna see?