got a cat named Easter

[sab]

So I wanted to go to the free clinic, either the one on Sunset or the one on Beverly, but the one on Sunset only takes appointments M/W/F between 10-12. Which is not a lot of hours. I can't blame them, they're a good public service, they're free, and I don't have insurance, but it didn't help yesterday at 11 am when I was miserably illin', and it didn't help today at 2 pm when I hurt too much to move. And then the one on Beverly was all booked, though I'll tell ya I entertained the thought of making a dentist appointment and then saying, "hey, while you're in my mouth..."

Because it turns out I have strep. Which they told me at the not-free clinic where I ended up getting a throat culture, a CBC, a full exam, and then a shot in the posterior and a bottle of Amoxycillin to go. $180 dollars later, I have strep. What am I, five?

So MW came over and brought me a Robek's juice and we watched Dr. Zhivago and he mopped my poor sweaty brow. It seems I had strep last week without realizing it, and then it went away, and now it's back with a vengeance and it hurts to move or swallow or think.

On the other hand, last night, while tossing and turning in my cold sweatiness and sore throatiness, I did write the first three paragraphs on my Riding Shotgun thingie, AKA Clark And Lex Go To Utah. I'm not sure why I picked Utah. I blame the strep. But right now I'm working on which of Clark and Lex is the better driver, and I think Clark might be winning. Though having Lex bad at anything seems counter-intuitive. Still, Clark seems frustrated at Lex's casual-yet-white-knuckled manner of whipping around hairpin turns in the dark, and I think Lex doesn't want to admit he'd rather Clark drive so he could sleep and not stress.

So I'll sleep if I can or else I'll poke at Lex and see if he can manage to fuck up enough to get Clark to drive, or if they're both tired, I think perhaps a nice motel is in order. It's up to them.

I still like The Lateral Thinking Puzzles Forum, and you would too. Also, Everwood premiere next week, hooray!

Everything hurts, mostly my throat, eating tea with jam, perhaps some more soup?

Also, this book I'm reading, Maureen McHugh's Mission Child, is awfully good. Like what Clan of the Cave Bear would have been if Clan of the Cave Bear were set on another planet far in the future. And good.

Comments

[runpunkrun]

You're sick. That's terrible. And Expensive. With a capital E! Let me back up and put some more letters in "terrible." There. Two R's, right, not two B's? Teribble. Oh, yes. Definitely.

Lex is good at driving very fast. Well, 50/50 record there. He did run into Clark and drive off a bridge. But he also managed to NOT run over Clark the day Clark was taking a little nap in the middle of the road in the dark. So that's up to you. I'm betting Clark is a very responsible driver. Two hands on the wheel, five miles under the speed limit at all times. Which would of course prompt Lex to say, "Clark, Ferraris were not meant to be driven at thirty miles an hour."

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

Right, but see, they're in the mountains and rocks of Utah in the middle of the night. And I feel like Clark would be the more responsible driver whereas Lex might accidentally kill them. AND, I think Lex might actually be a little SCARED driving around in the hills, especially in the mammoth SUV Lex made them rent for the trip. Certainly CLARK is scared with Lex at the wheel.

But you'll appreciate where my problem comes in when you understand that I'm trying to do this in 3rd O! So everybody's scared or nobody's scared but certainly someone wishes someone else were driving. Most likely me.

So the question is: who would be the more capable driver at night in the scary narrow hills and cliffs? And I feel like it's Clark. But does LEX realize it's Clark?

Because I have STREP! It IS terrible. Like a tribble. Oh, I wish I had some Star Treks on tape.

[runpunkrun]

3pO! How did that happen? Why did that happen? That's terrible.

I think Clark knows Clark is the better driver here. I think Lex may pretend he doesn't want to be seen driving an SUV and so makes Clark drive, if Lex is scared. If Lex is not scared...

Okay, here's what you're going to do. You decide what happens, and then inform Clark and Lex. This is not one of those situations where you can let them decide for themselves. I blame the 3pO.

Let Clark drive. Make Clark demand to drive out of his own sheer terror, or concern for Lex's sleepiness, or as a favor so Lex can sleep or tell amusing stories about the ancient Romans. Wouldn't Lex be cute all happy and sleep-deprived?

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get Lex's shoes off.

[corianderstem.livejournal.com]

Eesh, strep. Feel better soon. Few things are as miserable as not being able to swallow.

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

I'm SAYIN'. If it's not scalding hot or near freezing, I don't want to put it anywhere near my throat. And that's only because I'm secretly hoping to burn/freeze the strep off in some way. I might end up performing a home tonsillectomy.

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

Am I hallucinating? I tried to respond to a message from pene about sorbet but it seems to have disappeared. Then again, I don't trust my fevered eyes.

I think Lex rented the SUV because Clark really wanted to go off-roading, is what. Lex insisted he could find five-star hotels every stop on the way, but Clark wanted to do things like ride around wooded paths and camp in the desert. So I think the SUV (which is an XTerra at the moment but might actually become an Explorer Sport as the story progresses, either way it's definitely green. Or yellow.) was a compromise between the dune buggy and the Maserati. Lex sprung for leather and the CD changer, Clark got GPS.

If only there were something interesting to do in Utah. Alas, they'll just have to enjoy one another instead.

runpunkrun, expect me to enlist you when it comes to pants-taking-off, since you're a veteran, and I'm having a hard enough time to get these boys to listen to me without falling asleep in the car.

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

Anyway, the answer was, YES on sorbet, I'll have to get ptpatricia to get some this time because I got it last time -- we had lime/raspberry/orange rainbow sherbet and it was everything a sore throat could want.

For the moment, I'm having tea with jam in. It's green tea with mango, with blackberry jam in. It really sounds a lot fancier than it is. Sort of like when you realize that mink who made your mink coat is just a weasel.

[pene.livejournal.com]

good good.

feel better, E.

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

There you are! You did ask me something about sorbet, no?

Also, I am trying desperately to scrape together your money, sit tight and I should have it soon. In case you were worried, my parents spotted me the $180 for the doc today, because it's not like I have that money laying around and I'm just not sending it to you. Promise! *g*

xoxox

And I quite like your new icon!

[pene.livejournal.com]

hah! yeah, wee sick thing. you're feverish and halluciniminating. not that girl and of course I didn't think that! at all. I mean, as if you've ever had $180 lying around... *g*


you can have her again. she plays the violin. goth, no?

[jood.livejournal.com]

ACK. OdeSabThroat. Strep sucks. All hail Chloraseptic spray; it's the only thing that kept me from scrubbing out my throat with steel wool.

Thanks for the lateral thinking link. Some of those buggers are evIL.

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

I need help on the "Explorers of Yore" puzzle, and also Buzzard's puzzle "Nohow!" You should also try MY puzzle, "pretty good show, she said," because it's a tangly murder mystery and you'll like it. Have you joined? Come in! The water's fine!

[lenadances.livejournal.com]

Oh, sweetie! Strep SUCKS. I remember it well and it SUCKS. I vote for Slurpees and other crushed-ice drinks; cold things help. (Also, I love Slurpees.)

Lex hit Clark with a car, for God's sake. How good of a driver can he possibly be? :-)