02.15.04

I've gotten to the "my head is in a vise and my sinus cavities have been scrubbed with Lava soap and carbolic acid" stage of the game.

Last evening I celebrated taking OTC drugs by spilling cranberry juice on the white wall-to-wall carpet. For an encore, I spilled my cabernet soon after.

Now, there's a fetching, pink-toned map of the Greek isles emblazoned on the carpet next to the bed. The wine came out more easily, though there's a trace of discoloration -- like Hitler's moustache -- on the carpet.

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