Next morning

 Feeling tired and washed out, but OK. Have to go to see Castle Personnel about a possible job in a bookshop at Warner's Bay, so will be leaving in a few minutes.

Hard Day

For most of this day I've felt "slow" - run down, lethargic and barely conscious. Bleaugh - don't want to be this way. Saw the folks at Castle Personnel - they're going to apply for a job in a 2nd hand bookshop at Warner's bay for me.

Oh, and some DVDs from Cathy arrived with episodes of Cherub (an Angel take-off, by CautionZeroNetwork) on them. Very funny.

Mist

I might have made a mistake by walking Pegasus this morning.

Don't get me wrong - I normally enjoy walking Peggy, and especially through the mist. We were outside for way too long. The mist (according to Kevin) didn't lift until after 11am. As it was, we got back a bare 20 minutes before I had to catch a bus. I had to rush, and only had the enough for the fare when I found 30c at bottom of my backpack.

It was funny - the mist was quite thick until the bus got to Cardiff - and this after 9:30am. It was a sort of a dream-scape, that almost matched how I was feeling earlier today (in a bit of a brain fog).

The New Adventures of Mark Twain

I took me time in town today. I had to as I felt like I was running in slow motion.

Anyway, I went to Central Library, and above it to the Lovett Gallery. The gallery was featuring The New Adventures of Mark Twain which was a collection of art works based on Twain's (Samuel Clemens) visit to Australia in the late 19th century. The exhibitors are all lecturers/staff at Newcastle uni (including my supervisor from last year).

Cool - I especially liked Trevor Weeke's entry, which was in comic book form.

Spike Milligan Dalek

...which I found after reading jenndolari's entry. I can remember watching this in the 70s!

This is my brain on chemo

Hmmm, read a posting by johanna_hypatia which references the This is my brain on chemo over at Salon.Com.

One part reads "Even after the worst of each round's side effects passed, I remained in a haze of sorts, with difficulty thinking clearly" which describes what I've been feeling for the last two days. Not greatly worried however. I have a history of meningitis (at 2 years old) and epilepsy (8 - 18 years old) and one of the predicted consequences further down the track was "brain fog".

Duh! And why am I not worried? 'cause there's fuck all I can do about it, except wait such days out. I get like this periodically. Partially what brings it on is either/or too much stuff happening, or not enough sleep. Phooey! as Nero Wolfe would say!