All better today.
I was, in fact, 100% better by yesterday afternoon. With some brown rice to stabilize the system, I even felt up to going to
featherynscale's party. Looking back on the symptoms and how swiftly it ran through, it has to have been a touch of food poisoning and nothing communicable.
And just to be on the safe side, a few ounces of gin were thrown down to kill anything short of kuru.
Today I'm feelin' perky, productive, sexy, and ready to take on the world. RAWR!
Given the choice between attending a ritual about applying one's will in order to bring things into manifestation in the physical world, and staying in the studio and actually making art... yeah. So, I've got the new CDs from
celtic_elk playin' and the house to myself for a few hours. It does sound like a good ritual, but I just can't justify the magical/ethical wankery of skipping studio time in order to attend.