Am filled with no-jury-duty-joy

That's right. Jury duty excused for another YEAR!!!

W00T!

Now if these allergies would just go away...

Great stuff

Prop 8 the Musical

Awesome

Whee!

I get to call the court around 11 today to find out if I have to perform my civic duty and meander into jury duty.

Good times.

Meh. At least it's easy to get to this time.

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Yesterday's congestion attack was so severe that I just conked-out early last night. I was exhausted even before I loaded myself up on drugs.

The drugs wiped me out. And by drugs, I mean a combination of Nyquil and Afrin.

Yes, I know combining medications, even over-the-counter ones, is not wise. On occasion, however, it can be hilarious.

Cleared my head out, too. I think that the weird dreams Nyquil gives me helps me process things that are bugging me. I always wake up in a "better place" mentally.

Of course, it could be the Nyquil still taking effect and making me a little drowsy.

Either way.

Allergens

I'm allergic to something in the air. One of the directors at my office pointed out it might be mold/fungi due to the crazy number of mushrooms growing outside.

And, it so happens, I am allergic to mold.

Go figure.

Oh, and my office ventilation? Mold central.

Which does explain why my congestion/allergies are so much worse when I'm in the building.

Bleah.

In an unrelated note, I feel obligated to take back any badmouthing I did about the USPS yesterday. Today they were sunshine and light.

And my overseas xmas packages are done.

Hmph

The fog is pretty intense this morning. Can barely see ten feet away.

Woo-hoo.

Adding to the joy, I do believe I'm succumbing to a head cold.

Just in time for tomorrow's possible jury duty and this weekend's party.

Yay?

I am all a-sniffle right now. Sucks rather a lot.

Might be allergies. Either way, not fun.

Bleah.

Princeps' Fury

I just finished Jim Butcher's latest novel, "Princeps' Fury". The latest in the Codex Alera series, this was...

Wow.

Jim Butcher and Patrick Rothfuss pretty much hold the lead in my list of favorite authors. Butcher might edge out Rothfuss, but only due to sheer volume of books.

"Princeps' Fury" continues the story of Tavi, the former assistant shepherd who now commands an army over the sea and fights alongside former enemies against a worse threat.

Meanwhile, back in Alera, the fit has hit the shan.

And I mean "shan" in the Lovecraft sense.

Butcher is a master of action-driven narrative and strong characters. Sweet Nyarlathotep's toenails was this book good.

It doesn't help that I've been listening to part of the "Gears of War 2" soundtrack as I finished the last quarter of the book.

I am totally spinning now.

It's hard to be me.

the fog (insert creepy music)

It's impressively-foggy this morning.

'Tis the season, I suppose.

Yesterday, I had to head out to Concord to do some shopping. I opted to take Hwy 4 in to scenic central/eastern CoCo County and as soon as I got on the freeway, I lost pretty much any visibility that was more than three feet in front of my car.

Ever been in tooley fog? No?

It's pretty damn thick.

The worst tooley fog I recall was back when I lived in the central valley. I'd gone to a friend's party in Berkeley and - like a true braniac - drove home at 2am. Oh, I was fine to drive (tired, but quite sober). I just wasn't smart.

You see, around the winter season, the tooley fog sets in. It's a low, thick fog that's pretty much impossible to see through. That particular evening it was very, very bad. Visibility was so horrific that I was afraid to pull over for fear of getting hit by speeding cars. I wound up following a truck to my destination and managing by sheer luck to find the correct freeway exit and get home.

Two hours later.

So my trek on Hwy 4 brought back all those lovely memories as I struggled to make my way into scenic Concord to complete my errands.

Good times.

And this morning, there's fog again. It's not the valley tooley fog (thank goodness), but served as excuse enough for my lazy self to drive into work.

Pretty wimpy of me. Oh well.