Wondering why I can't at least go a coupla days without feeling shitty for some reason or another... physically, I'm talking about. Don't want to get into the other...

Karen and I decided to buy the Subaru from Andy and Karla, so I went out to Andy's place of employment and picked up the title. I took it down to Karla's place of employment, where she signed the title in front of the notary that works there.

Then I took the title and proof of insurance to the DMV... and found out that Karla hadn't signed the title correctly. For some reason or another, the title was made out in her maiden name... so I had her add her maiden name to her signature... but that wasn't good enough for the DMV. I need a notarized statement from her that she is really and truly the same person that is on the title...

They did let me buy a tempore plate, though, so I don't need to do anything else for a month, anyway.

So I head back to Karla's place of employment but about half-way there I have to pull into a parking lot and toss my cookies, totally unexpectedly. One minute I was feeling fine, rolling along listening to the radio, then WHAM! I felt like a drunk on a Saturday night, opening up the car door and letting go.

At least I had time to pull off the road...

So I just came on home and laid down. Almost got to sleep when it hit again... and again.

So suddenly, kinda, I felt halfway decent. But really really hungry.

The last thing I wanted to do was eat, though. But I was really really hungry. So I ate a peanut butter sandwich and drank a glass of milk.

And... I felt a lot better. So I went back to sleep for a coupla hours, and now I feel somewhat crummy again, but not like before.

So, I'm faced with the bi-weekly problem... do I stay up as long as I can, so I can sleep all day tomorrow, or do I just wing it?

And the other question... what am I going to feel like tomorrow?

I hope that I'm not getting the flu... I thought that maybe I'd already had it, but probably not. This year's flu: gastroenteritis for a coupla days, then ya get better, then, a week to ten days from the initial round ya get an upper respiratory infection.

I haven't had a healthy period long enough this fall to get the flu vaccine, either, dammit. They'll turn you away if you're sniffling or coughing or have a fever... I only tried twice, then gave up on it.

On a different subject altogether, kinda... inertia is a helluva thing to have to put up with. It's damned near as bad as entropy.

Inertia, however, increases as you get older, creakier, crankier. And entropy has started to have more of an appeal... no, scratch that, it sounds suicidal, and that's not the way I meant it.

Actually, inertia is only a problem if you have to move. Like getting up to go to the bathroom, or to go to work. That's when the difficulties begin.

Or when you have a kitchen to finish.

As Tyler was leaving yesterday, I gave him a hug and told him that I'd have the kitchen done when he got back. He snidely chuckled, and said that JD was coming back with him, he would finish it.

Karen called me, she was again out shopping with Kim and they'd decided to eat at Applebees' and asked me to join them. After I got inside the hostess was going to take me to their table, but Lacee came running up and grabbed my hand and led me back. She was so damned cute throughout the meal... occasionally she is just a perfect little girl. There are, of course, other times...

Karen rode home with Kim and Lacee, and found that she had forgotten her purse at Applebees'. So, back we go... someone had turned the purse in, contents intact. Got lucky again. Then we went by Walgreens and picked up a script that Karen had had waiting there about a week or so...

And I'm feeling pretty decent again, after having had the bourbon street steak. Weird, but I'm not going to look a gift horse in the mouth... oops, a bad choice of words, there...