At the last minute I had to cancel our plans to meet up with friends in Niagara On The Lake this weekend. This cold just isn’t going anywhere, and over the course of the day my voice has completely disappeared. I felt ridiculous leaving voicemails for people, sounding like a just-pubescent kid drawing his last breath.
I’ve never before taken a double-dose of neo-citran before going to sleep; I fear tonight it may be necessary.
Happy birthday, Star Wars. I was one year old when you were released, but I came to love you as I grew up. A little too much, maybe.
Speaking of my childhood obsessions, Chuck Klosterman writes about a Rush song that, 27 years later, shows how badly the mystique of radio has faded.
The Globe and Mail harrumphs all over the lolcat meme.
[tags]niagara on the lake, sick, star wars, chuck klosterman, rush, globe and mail, lolcat[/tags]