Sniffle
I've had a heavy head cold all day, a sneezing fit this morning - at eleven, the earliest I can drag myself out of bed these days now that I don't need to be up earlier as my contract with the community center is finished, although even then I'd need to nap every day - and a constant runny nose today. I had my cold plunge as usual - the cold is in my head, not my chest, I wouldn't venture in if I was fluey - and for about an hour afterwards, unusually, my head cold vanished and I felt good, not cold either, almost tingly. Maybe my immune system, which is mainly, according to an internet video I watched yesterday, in the gut, is improving. I'm getting used to the taste of kefir, today it tasted creamy and I didn't notice the sourness as much, except as a kind of background taste, yesterday it felt too strong and I was thinking of reducing the amount of grains I use.
Ive been reading Michel Houellebecq's The Map and the Territory all day. I've read it twice now, I probably should buy the book instead of borrowing it from the library all the time. I have my next five books planned out, after which some of the novels I reserved should arrive in my library, including Houellebecq's new one, Annihilation. I got my name down early for Sally Rooney's latest, I'm 58 out of 925. I'd buy these novels but I'm out of shelf space as I've said before. Also I'm not sure if I'd want to buy all these novels, they're worth it but I'd need a lot of shelves. I sometimes buy books that stand above the others, not too often though. I really should put some more shelves up. The French use bookshelves to great effect in their homes. The house of Daniel Auteuil's character in Michael Haneke's film Cache has some very impressive bookshelves. I eventually worked out that when you tighten the drill bit in a drill you really have to screw it tight, eureka! No more enormous useless drill holes. I wish we had a Michel Houellebecq in Irish literature, but I imagine he'd be very much frowned upon. Ireland has always been cursed with its middle class, although most have become upper lower class in the last few years.
Ive been reading Michel Houellebecq's The Map and the Territory all day. I've read it twice now, I probably should buy the book instead of borrowing it from the library all the time. I have my next five books planned out, after which some of the novels I reserved should arrive in my library, including Houellebecq's new one, Annihilation. I got my name down early for Sally Rooney's latest, I'm 58 out of 925. I'd buy these novels but I'm out of shelf space as I've said before. Also I'm not sure if I'd want to buy all these novels, they're worth it but I'd need a lot of shelves. I sometimes buy books that stand above the others, not too often though. I really should put some more shelves up. The French use bookshelves to great effect in their homes. The house of Daniel Auteuil's character in Michael Haneke's film Cache has some very impressive bookshelves. I eventually worked out that when you tighten the drill bit in a drill you really have to screw it tight, eureka! No more enormous useless drill holes. I wish we had a Michel Houellebecq in Irish literature, but I imagine he'd be very much frowned upon. Ireland has always been cursed with its middle class, although most have become upper lower class in the last few years.