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Thursday, August 25, 2005

I flew back home yesterday from London Gatwick.  As I was boarding the plane, I felt that awful scratch in the throat which meant that the sneezing I’d been doing wasn’t from allergies—or all the perfumes in the Duty Free shop, but from the onset of a walloping head cold.  Before the plane even left the runway, I was begging the flight attendants for Dristan, but none was to be had.  So for 8 hours I traveled in misery:  sneezing, dripping, snorfling, attempting to stem the flow with Northwest Airlines cheapo kleenex.  Luckily, no one was sitting beside me, or I’m sure they would have been thoroughly disgusted.  I felt so sorry for the people ahead of me, but there was nothing I could do but sit there with a kleenex glued to my nose through three dismal movies;  Miss Congeniality Two, Beauty Shop, and The Pacifier.  Ah, the glamour of intercontinental air travel.   I got home and went straight to bed, even though it was three in the afternoon, sleeping almost straight through until 5am this morning.  Then D. went and got me some cold medicine and I have napped intermittantly on and off today.  I’m in such a dopey state and mounds of laundry await.  I don’t think I’ll cook tonight, though I am eager to get back into the swing of things, and to do some chronicling of my trip for future reference.   comment []2:22:27 PM

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