In Which It Becomes A Bit More Vacation-Like

It's Monday evening for us now, so let me play a bit of catch-up ball. First, I should note that, yes, I'm still kinda sick. No fever, but my sinuses are intermittently full of yugh, I have a bad bronchial cough, and I'm seriously off my feed: enough so that I'm half worried that's why I haven't gotten over it all yet. I am not permitting this to stop me, but it's having its effect on my energy levels and mood. Also sometimes hard to sleep, but far more along that line is that I keep waking up at sparrow's fart with my brain utterly awake and racing. I don't know if that's a jet-lag thing or what. Anyways, forthwith, an update:

( Sunday Sunday Sunday! )

( ...which includes window-shopping )

( Transit, dinner, and a restless night )

( Not Much A Case Of The Mondays )

( Nick Cave: Man Or Myth )

( The Lunch Shop Sketch )

( Almost There )

Haven't bought postcards yet. I probably should have, and then could have spent the evening in correspondence. Oh well.

oh, also:

Steve forgot his Nexium. He's managing okay at the moment, in spite of being a goober and ordering hot food two days running, but I don't know if it's going to get worse. If anyone has notions on how this is best addressed, please let me know.