I Can’t Feel My Face

I was supposed to post my review of Rurouni Kenshin: Kyoto Inferno today, but the ridiculous severity of my health issues kept getting in the way. If I’m not dealing with the inability to breathe like a normal human being, I’m dealing with the weird effects of my medication – for example, I can’t feel my face, and my head feels floaty.

And I’m still coughing, because I’ve only had one dose of the medicine the pulmonologist prescribed.

The only reason why I’m coming in to work is because there’s a task that I was supposed to help with, and there’s a deadline. Also, being away from work sometimes stresses me out even more because we often have surprise tasks that need to be dealt with.

Doesn’t change the fact that I can’t feel my face, but at least getting some things done is keeping me from feeling like a total waste of meatspace.

I really suck
I really do.

The way things are going, I think I’ll be inclined towards combining my review of the second RK live action movie with the 3rd movie review.

So tempted.

So very VERY tempted.

PS: The next theme I’m trying out for this blog is “Forever” as suggested by Chiara (check out her awesome book blog). Thanks for the tip, Chiara! If anyone else has suggestions, please do let me know.

On Writing While Sick

You can’t do it. I’m only posting here today because I promised myself that I’ll try to have something on my blog every freaking day unless there’s a real big reason why I wouldn’t be able to blog. Like not having access to the Internet. Otherwise, I’ll have to force myself to write something.

But as it turns out, I’m sick enough to not have any idea of what I could be writing today. The only thoughts I could generate are “uuuuuuuuurgh” and “meuuuuurrrrrrngh.” I believe the sounds I’m making are scaring the cat.

I think the worst part about this is that I always thought I could be the type of writer who could power through writing even when my immune system is waging war against whatever virus is making me look like I’m one of the walking dead.

I really suck
I really do.

Meanwhile, I find out that it’s been FOUR years since I opened an account with WordPress. Huh. Imagine that. And I haven’t done anything substantial with it.

God, I really suck, don’t I?