feeling smeared with mucous still. eating rough things like croutons to try to scrape the objectionable build up out of my throat. chris gave me a backrub so good last night that i almost lost bladder control. woo! found another(!) douglas preston novel. embarassing hobby of mine; monsters in tunnels and the women who love them. ack! told my supervisor i went through a black lipstick phase when i was younger. he said it didn't surprise him.