Whenever people are sick around me I think to myself about how great it is that I am never sick. This is silly because I do actually get sick as often as everyone else but I tend to have amnesia about it afterwards. Today and yesterday I have had a nasty flu. I don't think it has to do with the Brits not shipping us flu vaccines this year but I am not happy with the virus that has infected me.

Among the symptoms that I have are a strange delusion that the Red Sox should be able to beat the Yankees due to superior pitching that has been shattered two nights in a row by back to back losses in New York.

I spent most of today alternating between sleeping, playing tissue basketball with my waste paper basket, and attempting to do my java homework. Learning java when your head feels like a bowling ball is not recommended.

I did get a response to my organizing ad at BU.

“Dan-

My name is K. de la M. and I am a graduate student at Boston University. I found your job posting, “Organizing an Apartment” on the BU website and am hoping you are still looking for help. Please let me know, either way, if the position is still available.

Looking forward to hearing from you. Thanks.

K de la M.
“

I felt one emotion when I received this reply - fear. I may actually have someone who is organized snooping through my piles of mess. Sarah was noticing how cluttered things were and went on a mini-neatening spree this evening that was driving me nuts because I am sick but had to justify the existence of items deep within my closet like a decorative bowl I bought as a gift for my mother three years ago and the “libra” make your own mosaic kit that Yuval gave me as a present in 1999. Then she lit some candles using the logic that if the candles are never burned down to nothing then they can never be thrown away.

Back to tissue basketball.