Saturday morning

I didn't go to the costume party last night. I had a fever instead. Tucked myself into bed, shivering, until the electric pad kicked in.

I'm supposed to meet with some henna folks today. I'm hoping Indian food will clear my sinuses. These are other artists I'm meeting with, not clients.

I emailed my date for tonight, told him what I was going through, and how an hour in the graveyard at night might not be the best thing for my cold.

He was understanding and emailed back that perhaps instead he could come over, install a larger hard drive in my puter, and see my art- bringing me sick person food to boot. I thought that was sweet of him :)