Learning From History

For the past week, I have been sick. I stayed home from the jobby job. But did that mean that I got any rest? No, it did not. Because the apartment above mine chose this week to do some rennovation. So during the day, I got no rest at all. I took to seeing movies just to get some peace and quiet(I knocked out Letters From Iwo Jima and Casino Royale over the past two days.)(Sidenote on Casino Royale: Umm… really long we’re in love sequence there. Not necessary. Maybe it’s because I was barely conscious but it made me impatient. Get with it Bond!)

So I think on the 2nd day, I thought about going up there and having some words with these people about all the racquet. I tramped upstairs and then peered inside and saw it was just workmen. Rennovating a ridiculous apartment. A word about my apartment building. It’s a strange place, almost the entire building is filled with duplex apartments. But two floors are not. Guess which floor I live on?

Now I was not only sleep deprived and sick, but now jealous as well. At least I finally got a peek inside of one of these. As I was about to say somethign to the workmen, I remembered Adrienne Shelly. Isn’t this exactly how she died? Hmmm… Yes, it was almost the same scenario. So I retreated back downstairs and put some pillows over my head and gave up and went out to see a movie.

I also pulled a muscle this week from coughing too violently. Did you know you could do such a thing? Well, I did.