FEVER DREAM

I woke up this morning in a cold, fever dream of a sweat. Thinking I was just hungry, as if I hadn't had enough pork roast and sweet potato the night before, I went downstairs to get something to eat. Upon arrival in the kitchen I realized that I was definitely not hungry, that I was going to be sick. In total I puked six times: twice between 6 and 6:30a, again after I got out of the shower, twice when I went to work in order to locate a co-worker's phone number & try to get my eight-hour shift covered, and once more when I got back home. Since then I've spent the majority of the day sleeping, and still haven't really had anything to eat apart from a piece of cinnamon raisin toast and a few scoops of some muesli cereal.

I've concluded that it was a bottle of old Budweiser that did me in, the last remains of a two-four I purchased back around Thanksgiving. I didn't think it was going to upset me at all, really I gave no thought to the fact that the alcohol had been in my basement for over two months. Bloody hell!!

Other than that, my Christmas was pretty spectacular. I got me a brand-new Macbook, which I'm obviously typing on right now. I thought I was just going to get money to go towards eventually getting the laptop, but my parents obviously had me fooled. Other highlights include: The Complete Lyrics of Nick Cave 1978-2007, The Book of Longing by Leonard Cohen, numerous pairs of socks and boxers, gift certificates to Long & McQuade and HMV, and a new pair of slippers. Santa was great to me, even if he didn't think to go into the basement and take a few for the team.

And I'm still trying to figure out what I'm doing for New Year's. There's a lot going on, as usual, and I really don't feel like being downtown at all, bar-hopping and paying expensive covers. This year should be rounded off with a nice house-party, but I don't see any takers. Why don't you host a party? C'mon, c'mon! We'll be good!

This year was pretty sweet, I have to say. Mostly it was band-related happiness, but there were other moments of pure bliss as well: my trip to Nova Scotia with my dad's side of the family, a short trip with Eunice (and Simon) to New York state to see the Furnaces, watching five seasons of The Wire with mum and dad, meeting my girlfriend, etc. Even though the music wasn't as good as last year's, the events were pretty satisfactory.

Take care & have a safe New Year's! Until next time...