I don't know if one can die from a head-cold, but if it's possible, I might do it. Even though I've already had my yearly sickness-that-is-bad-enough-to-make-me-miserable-but-not-bad-enough-to-make-
me-go-to-the-doctor, I've been stricken again. And can I just say: no amount of caffiene will adequately counteract cold medicine. Hopefully, this will pass soon. Either the cold itself has made me hard of hearing or (more likely) the sudafed-induced haze has made me unable to process the things I hear, so I'm afraid people thought I was not paying attention when they were talking to me this weekend, when in actuality, I just couldn't focus. This has not made me a productive employee today.
Sick or not, I can't pass up an opportunity to go eat crawfish, so I went out with some friends for a Louisiana good time. Crawfish season is short, so I have to get it in while I can. I usually consider crawfish to be kind of a low-class food, but it is apparently a delicacy now. There must be a shortage (hurricane induced, I'm sure) because the prices have gone through the roof. For what I spent on crawfish at a hole-in-the-wall diner, I could have dined at a five star restaraunt. Oh well, the crawfish were good, the company was good and I'll try not to let the bill tarnish the experience.
For the first time in several years, I watched the Oscars last night. Honestly, I just like to see the fashion, but the show itself was somewhat enjoyable last night. I always like a surprise ending, so I was happy to see the best picture upset. Crash was the only best picture nominee I had actually seen, so it made me feel slightly culturally literate.
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