You Have Now
Tuesday. Hmmm. This sinus, mouth, headache thing isn't going away and, since it gets in the way, that's a problem. More doctors. More drugs. More bitching and moaning.
Then again I'm home after work, the fan is blowing a cool breeze across my lap and I'm feeling pretty good. The head seems worse in the mornings and to get better as the day progresses, although I'm not quite sure about that. There is something called wishful thinking. I have an urge to go downtown and buy a bottle of sake or two at Beverages and More, but I'll probably be successful in putting that off. It is rush hour, although the traffic isn't all that bad, but I can conjure up enough imaginary grief in the journey to convince myself to blow it off.
So much for imaginary grief. Two hours have passed since the last paragraph and here I sit with some sharp cheddar cheese and a flask of sake before me. Cheap sake warmed in the microwave oven, of course, a sure sign of disaster, but not for another hour, not really if the truth be told, until morning.
You can't keep it to, say, half a bottle and wake up tomorrow bright eyed (and alive)?
Well, the answer is technical, but remember my first comment? Talking myself out of driving down to Beverages and More to buy two bottles of sake and some cheese and crackers (a combination by definition designed to make your doctors shake their collective heads)? Have you ever heard “one good turn deserves another”, one prevarication, one rationalization leads to a sister or a brother? Well you have now. Here in Oakland.