This collection of entries is from August 19, 2002.
Crap. We just went to see the Chihuly exhibit yesterday, and then I hear about this today: Glass art shattered at Chihuly exhibit. I guess it happened Friday during a private anniversary party, when somehow a $70,000 glass sculpture on display in the middle of an ankle-deep pond was shattered. Bastards... (hey, I've been saying that a bit lately, haven't I? Well, I'm not feeling well and that just pissed me of...)
ugh. I feel terrible. I've had 11 hours of sleep. I was buried under an electric blanket all night. I shivered any time I was exposed to the night air, which was every 30 minutes to an hour when I was getting up to go "take a leak". I don't have a fever, but it sure feels like I do. I felt like I was sleeping in a pool of sweat all night under that electric blanket. Yech. Need to do nothing today.