we have these nectarines from baker's that came "certified ripe" (the sticker said so), and they are unbelievably good. maybe they're full of secret chemicals designed to keep them in such a deliciously ripened state, but if poisoning is the price i pay for quality fruit, i am willing to pay it. after all, if i'm going to die in a dramatic fashion, a lethal dose of "certified ripe" nectarines will do just as well as tuberculosis. i just wish i could *smell* this snack. my body's been in a pre-ill state lately... sort of lethargic and ill-wont to adventure, plus a bothersome stuffy nose. and i *just* recovered from that other thing...!! oh well... with enough rest and vitamin c, maybe i can force my weak immune system to fight back against this one.

and filed under the heading of recent events, i finished order of the phoenix. in fact, i believe i won the harry potter race against alan's sister... though i'm not sure she was aware we were racing at all. the critics weren't kidding when they said that book was dark. hilarious in some places (i heart fred and george, oh man... sparklers that spell 'poo'... it's genious), frighteningly true to life in depicting teaching situations in others, and pretty much... dark overall. i'm still working on stranger in a strange land, which peter lent me. and once i'm through that... the iliad awaits. learning. *sigh*

hm. amdist the sniffles, i think... i need... sleep. goodnight.