I'm drinking a cold glass of milk and trying to feel it going down. I feel a pain in my belly because of the ibuprofen, I'm hoping the milk will help. I can feel myself swallow, contractions around thick cool liquid in the back of my throat forcing it down into my stomach. I can't feel it after I swallow. I wonder how long it takes it to get down to my stomach?
Nerves inside the body are foreign to me. I don't know jack shit about them. I know when I'm sick but how? What sends the sick signal to my brain? What is the difference between the sensation of touching from the outside and pain on the inside?

The ibuprofen bottle reads
Adults: take 1 tablet every 4 to 6 hours while symptoms persist. If pain or fever does not respond to 1 tablet 2 tablets may be used but do not take more than 6 tablets in 24 hours unless directed by a doctor.

I read that right after downing 4 tablets so that makes at least 8 in 7 hours. I'm hoping that this damn swollen lymphoid will go down by tomorrow. I brushed all the white crap off my tongue except for the stuff in the very back, that I couldn't get to. It made me gag. I think I'm going to go sit in the shower for a while.
I haven't left my apartment in 2 days now. I need to get up to north campus and take a look at Photoshop and aftereffects and devise a game plan for this workshop next week.
I've been reading Flannery O'Connor courtesy of Sticky. Ms. O'Connor sure as hell didn't doll her characters up. Her writing is depressingly realistic. These stories are giving me a different perspective on the environment my parents must have been born into back in 1944.

I'm sick. Damn damn damn damn, oh lordy! Why? fucking invisible little monsters crawiling all in my throat and shit!

I ended up staying up till 12 or 1 last night and Francine and we tried this 99 cents Steel High Gravity Beer. That is one hard core beer. I talked to Andy last night and he is all sick of his full time UPS clerk job.
When I woke up around 10 my throat was killing me from excessive cigarette smoking I reckon so I went back to sleep until six. My throat still hurts though so I'm bummed out about that.
I think I've convinced Francine to go to the beach tomorrow so if anyone wants to come they should give me a call or e-mail or whatever.