Current location:	Wolf Castle
Current mood:	sick
Entry tags:	life

Afternoon low
I woke up with a bad headache this morning, and have been popping aspirin all day to try and keep going, but it's getting worse now. I'm getting that feeling behind the eyes that's sort of like tear gas and decompression at altitude. Don't feel like I can do do much except sit in front of a screen and veg. Maybe I can list some more items on Trade Me.

I seriously doubt that I'll get to either wyldcard's flat-warming or house_monkey's bash, as i'm feeling more like curling up in bed. Still, at least I think I've seen part of wyldcard's apartment in his, er, I mean, The Embezzler's Evil League of Evil application.

Another for the zombiologists : in a comment to my previous post elfs brought to my attention the possibly NSFW My Zombie Pinup ("Where beauty eats brains!").

With China having hacked the World Bank (hat-tip, meesto) , and Bush ordering troops recently returned from Iraq onto US streets for "crowd control" in direct violation of US law, it all just makes me feel more and more like curling up in my hillside tree-surrounded lair and hibernating until it's all blown over. Or maybe that's the cold. At the least the recent poll showing that more of us New Zealanders are supporting the current government now makes me feel a bit better about my fellow citizens. Labour may not be what we want, but they're better than letting National get in. As Lazarus Long said

If you are part of a society that votes, then do so. There may be no candidates and no measures you want to vote for...but there are certain to be ones you want to vote against.

Instead maybe I'll take solace in astrology(yes, Heinlien fans, the juxtaposition is intentional). My horoscope says :

The bad news is that you are, metaphorically speaking, in jail. The good news is that a recent visitor sneaked you the key to the locked door of your cell. The weird news: You have not yet realized that you have the means to escape, since your visitor did not actually tell you that the key is hidden inside a certain thing he or she left behind. The great news is that I'm here to inform you about the situation. Once you locate the key, Scorpio, slip your hand between the iron bars so you can fit the key into the keyhole from the front. It won't work from behind.

Hmm... OK, which of you is it? Who's been hiding keys in my house? And where did you put them? I don't want to pour out my cereal in the morning and lose my remaining teeth chomping down on a big metal key! If you hid it one of the things wasup_bro threw out after the ant invasion, well, it's gone now!