Daily Archives: 23 August 2006

Escape

Umm, we’re leaving on Saturday! For Croatia! Do you know as vanishingly little about Eastern Europe as I do? Well, what the hell, back when we paid attention to that sort of thing it was behind the Iron Curtain and we were never gonna go there (didn’t you just say you went to Leningrad in 1987? Um, yes, but that’s… different. Drat it, you’ve ruined my narrative flow!) anyway. It was also part of Yugoslavia, and they redrew all the borders (in blood, basically, but, you know, whatever) in the early 90s while I was busy being young and self-absorbed. In stark contrast to the way I am now, which is middle-aged and self-absorbed. Anyway. Croatia. It’s across the Adriatic from Italy, so I guess the climate is similar.

The place we went last year was booked solid by February this year, so we had to think of something else. DrBob found this thing in Croatia (sorry, I couldn’t find anything in English), which is like a Family Entertainment Complex – totally not our usual thing, but we have to do something, right? I mean, already this year we are only taking one week of vacation, which is so totally un-German that they’ll probably kick us out of the country if they find out. Anyway, the kids might enjoy it.

Me? I’m gonna take a bunch of novels with me and hang out by the pool and let the sun bake all this phlegm out of my lungs. Culture, schmulture, I’m too tired to enjoy it anyway. Though we might take a ferry to Venice. Once we decide whether it will be fun for the kids or the Amazing Carnival of Complaining.

Song du jour of the day: Emotional Rescue. The Rolling Stones

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Fatigue

Well, the coughing has abated, and I don’t need to spend a couple hours lying down every afternoon – well, that and I’m not allowed to. I feel almost normal, until I try to do something. Today I walked to the Doctor’s office. Twice! How’s that for an achievement? It’s across the street from my house, why do you ask? Well, across the street and down a bit, not right across the street. Okay, probably about 100 feet from my house. What’s your point?

I’m sorry this is all I can write about. Things really are this boring right now.

Song du jour of the day (hee hee hee) (via Evhead):

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