I'm trying desperately to not burn the shit out of my tongue on the Neo Citran I've mixed up. Tonight I tried to go to bed without taking anything cold mediciney, but it is 1:30am and my sleeping has been poor. The night before I tried Nyquil for the first time in 9 years and, I have to say, did not have the best night ever. There's something about cold remedies that make me hallucinate. On Nyquil I was making a table of contents of my cold symptoms and what certain head positions alleviated which symptoms. It was maddening.
Neo Citran usually clears me up enough to fall asleep, but it also sometimes does me wrong. Perhaps it's the fact that it's 80% sugar. Why must drug companies use so much sugar in their drugs? It's not like I'm going to use it more because it tastes good. My tastebuds normally have seen finer days during illnesses.
Well, that's not entirely true. I was out for my friend's birthday for a bit and partway through the evening concocted a plan with a couple other friends to go to the one's house to eat chocolate mousse cake, the very same type of cake my friend got me at work for my birthday. He also tempted at least one other friend with promises of clean water coffee (which is more tempting than you would think. Vancouver has been hit with a drinking water ban because of the excessive rainwater causing mud slides, which has caused turmoil in the reservoirs, which means bad things like e.coli and a tonne of silt have gotten active and made their way into the water, which is why my tap water is still a shade of yellow/brown. None of the chain coffee shops have been making coffee the last few days because they don't have facilities to boil water for the minute it takes to stop the contamination, so people have been a bit zombie-ish because they can't get coffee anywhere except for the small shops that don't really care about the water colour). So off we went to his tony area of town, where the water is slightly off-clear because rich people deserve a better water supply.
The cake was yummy. And I had a little coffee, though a large amount of milk in that. Maybe that's the problem: the coffee. I didn't feel particularly wired when I got home, but maybe I'm retarded for thinking coffee wouldn't affect me. Hmmm...
Well, anyway. Here I am, almost done my Neo Citran, wondering if I should take a couple swigs of the horrid cinnamon schnapps in my cupboard that I've tried foisting on visitors ("Hey, before we start drinking all my beer, wanna shot of cinnamon schapps? Burns good!"). Maybe I'll just huff some Vicks Vapostuff and be done with it. That's some good shit.
Oh, the water I used for my Neococktail is bottled water. In an unprecedented smart move, I bought a huge bottle of water on the first night of the water ban. Yesterday almost everywhere around work was out of water..... Were I thinking better, I would have bought a few.
I'm off to await the sleep.
Currently reading :
The Pig and the Skyscraper: Chicago: A History of Our Future
By Marco D'Eramo
Release date: October, 2003
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