Yesterday I got hit by one of those fast stomach viruses – I think it must be the third time this has happened. I come home feeling a bit queasy, and the next thing I know I’m feverish, hullicinating an In Nomine campaign set in Jerusalem (this is basically my brain throwing up bits I read at the onset of my fever). It gets more fun later on.
I stayed home today, and it looks like my fever is gone and I’m pretty much OK (it was over more or less before I bought medicine). Learned that I missed out on being handed some annoying task at work. Slept in the afternoon, only to be woken twice by the phone. The first call was some mother looking for a D&D activity for her kid, in the Hod HaSharon area. She found my phone number on the Internet. Don’t I organize stuff like that? Isn’t there an Amuta that is responsible for doing this? After some semi-coherent mumblings she understood I can’t really help her.
The second call was my brother (the other one), who wanted to tell me his hilarious idea for a TV show (“It’s ‘Curb your enthusiasm‘ meets ‘The Justice League‘!”). Woke up and spent the evening watching Neverwhere, which seems oddly appropriate for this twilight day of false time.
There. Was that worth blogging? I suspect not. But what really is?