Hypochondria
8 o'clock, June 1, 2003
Okay, if my digital thermometer’s to be trusted, it’s not SARS: my temperature’s two degrees low instead of two degrees high. But it still sucks. I should be writing, but instead I’m sitting around coughing, blowing my nose, playing video games and watching DVDs. And I’m going to have to go to work tomorrow, regardless.
But I got my contrib copy of Say... what time is it? yesterday. That was all right. Not only does it have good stuff in it, it looks good, too — a big hand to the Fortress of Words crew for design and art direction and editorial acumen.
Kelly Link blows the rest of us out of the water, of course. But that’s only to be expected.
Feel better. Enjoy your media.