I’ve got the crud. Not sure if it’s a common head cold or a sinus infection, but all the symptoms are there. Ear ache, sore-ass throat, both a runny and stuffy nose, weak and prone to headaches. I got it at work. The servers at the restaurant are dropping like flies. So many people are sick I went ahead and called in for tonight at 9:30 a.m. so I could be sure to be first. I pity those suckers who might have to work sick. It’s hard to give your server a fat tip, regardless of how good the service was, if she has snot running out her nose while she tells you about the pan-seared salmon in buerre blanc.

So, I’m playing hooky. Except I feel too shitty to do anything besides watch The Ellen Show and think about what food I might eat if my throat wasn’t such a raw, swollen mess. The boyfriend and finally found a DVD copy of “Annie”–the only version with Carol Burnett and Albert Finney–we’ve been looking for weeks. I’m trying to hold out and wait to watch it ’til he gets home from work, but that mop of orange curls are seriously calling my name. Or maybe that’s the pseudophendrine talking.

Anyway, I’m working on a new blog. Yes, again. This one I’m very excited about, so maybe it will last longer than 2 weeks. It’s called The Double R and it’s a blog devoted to Twin Peaks and David Lynch. Plans are to make it pretty comprehensive with lots of updated and well-organized information, links to theories and theses on all things Lynchian, as well as whatever else I might unearth. I’ll reveal the url as soon as the boyfriend gets to working on the site’s banner graphic. I suck at design.

I’m off to the couch to cuddle with a tall glass of orange juice.