"I can read the writing on the wall..."

For the past week, I've been unusually tired, and I just assumed it was due to my busy schedule I'd been keeping. Turns out I was just getting sick. *sigh* Started feeling ucky last night, and today at work it was worse, so I decided to head home early to attempt to nap it off. 4 hours later and the nap did the trick! Hopefully I'll stay on the healthy side now, and I've warded off any further ucks, but I guess we'll see. I'm just glad that I'm feeling better, otherwise tomorrow would be a not so great day.

Speaking of tomorrow, my parents have finally convinced me to join them on a day bus trip to a casino. This has become one of their favorite pastimes, and they've been asking me to go for months. I finally gave in and said yes, so tomorrow morning at just before 7:30, we'll be on our way to Iowa for the day. Yeah, I said Iowa. This will be a magical bus tour, and I am bringing my camera to hopefully at least get some good shots of my parents and their friend Cheryl. For the bulk of the bus ride, though, I hope to be reading or listening to music; I need some relaxing time since I haven't had much time for me lately.

And speaking of music, this morning at work was dedicated to Simon and Garfunkel. I'd been without my iPod for several months last year, and lost touch with a ton of music because of it, but I'm starting to get back to my spastic, eclectic listening habits...and I like it. After some time with S & G, I decided to let my 19000+ library of tunes go on random and my ears approved of the playlist that emerged. Tom Waits, The Flaming Lips, Swans, The Kills...well, there was more than just those, but I can't remember them anymore. :( Man, I am getting old. The mind just isn't what it used to be.

And then speaking of losing your mind, I took a bit of time today to read some Ginsberg, because sometimes you just gotta read some Ginsberg (the losing your mind association to Ginsberg is mostly from Howl, which hopefully you got...if not, you should probably go and read it. Now.). I will also be bringing a notebook and pen with me tomorrow, since I've been feeling pretty inspired lately and am hoping to find my muse again. I miss writing poetry, since it's very therapeutic, but I just haven't had the drive to write much of anything. Sadpants. Oh well. Hopefully I can change this.

Well, since 6am is going to creep up faster than I'd like, I should probably consider sleeping some time soon. And with that, I bid you adieu.