Sick Day

Yesterday was sort of a waste day. Woke up with a headache, and puked. Went back to bed. Visitors came and I was a bit too out of it to do much. Watched some interesting episodes of "The Human Baby". Very nifty to see them work with the babies to determine when they begin to do certain things.

A-man seemed a bit "off". He woke up a few times in the night coughing and crying. He has his first cold, poor guy. The last waking was at around 5:30 AM. I couldn't go back to sleep for a couple of hours. I had a strange dream about visiting P & M. They lived in a spectacular multi-floor apartment/house. Old, sort of library like. Lots of windows, great stair cases, and dark wood trim. They were having a huge party. Many hip guests and lots of music. Each room seemed to be filled with collections of books and asian antiques that were being wrapped up for moving. Caught up with P at some point and he explained a lot of these pieces as I got the nickel tour. M didn't say much and seemed in a Mona Lisa smile state. When it was time to go, I had the awful not wanting to say good bye feeling. Then I left and couldn't find my car.

Having more of a TV day than I should. Caught the ends of two documentaries. The first was about a woman named Anna Mae something. A Canadian native woman who worked with AIM in the 70's and was murdered (most likely by AIM for supposedly being and FBI informant). Learned a lot about the situation and it made me remember more about my own. The other was about the Pixies. I'll say it again...they are absolutely one of the best ever.