2.5.06

i don't care what the captain said

(photo from gothamist)

i woke up at 5 am this morning with a fever of over 102, and i haven't been back to sleep yet. not only do i feel like shit, but the fire at the terminal in greenpoint has totally enveloped my neighborhood with thick, black smoke. it's finally starting to clear at this point, however for hours i couldn't even see across the river.

ugh.

adult. - nausea

m83 - don't save us from the flames

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Glad you're up and running again (the blog I mean). Hope you feel better soon.

ribble said...

Instead of hoping that Speedrail gets better, I usually find it's more fun and more rewarding to theorize why he got sick in the first place.

Funny story: one time, his doctor told him it was Sparks(!)

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