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asimplechordI know I've been pretty absent from the internets and LJ lately, and I apologize. Mostly it's because my attention span was pretty crappy for a while there, and I was busy sleeping and coughing and trying to breathe. I'm feeling marginally better, so here's an update, of sorts.
First, I had a follow-up visit with my doctor today. My pulse-ox is lower than it was last week and my lungs haven't cleared at all (which is pretty demoralizing given the amount of phlegm I've hacked up, must to my disgust), so my scrip is changed to Cipro instead of amoxycillin/kflex, and I am advised to take another week of sick leave.
Good thing that I've accrued ~45 days of it in the last five years, I guess, right?
I stopped by work, and it exhausted me, just walking from the lightrail platform to the lab. The consensus there was that I look like shit. That might be because I've lost five pounds in less than a week, and I'm still running a low-level fever.
I only stayed long enough to do some ordering and file paperwork that no one else in the lab can do, and to talk to The Chief. He's been really supportive, and just wants me to get better, no pressure.
Then I stumbled home, where MrIris poured me into bed for a nap.
Um. What else? Oh! I never really talked about Bonnaroo, did I?
Musically it was pretty fucking awesome, even sick as I was, but our arrival there Thursday was an epic logistical fail. Normally there are three entrances, but at least one of them was shut. We waited in an 8 mile line for approximately 10 hours to get to the campground. We watched people run out of gas. We watched people's cars die when their radiators blew after idling for so long. I watched people piss in farmers' fields because they're that fucking rude when they've been in line, drinking and smoking all afternoon. (That was spinach, dickhead. Someone's going to eat it. I hope it's you, since you're the one who pissed on it.) When we arrived it was dark and rainy. There's a long story about the security and ticket-takers and traffic directors soliciting bribes to let people pass the line, but I can't be bothered with it now. Anyway.
We pitched our tent (in the space we were allotted, which was literally just large enough for our car and our tent; it was also in the absolutely furthest campground from the centeroo) and piled in. It actually felt GOOD to pitch the tent in the rain, because I'd been running a >100 degree fever for a day, and it cooled me off. Plenty of our compatriots did not agree. Or else hadn't pitched their tents before, ever, because they... had issues. The rain got heavier and turned into a thunderstorm with tornado watches, and we were snug in our tent by 11pm, but when we woke up the next morning, a lot of tents were down and people were sleeping in their cars.
So. Bonnaroo: the only place I've ever been where a bikini and galoshes are an appropriate outfit. I still have mud stuck to things.
We went to the centeroo to get a directory, and found that they had, in fact, RUN OUT OF THEM the day before and wouldn't be getting more. Uh. If you sell 90000 tickets, why don't you print 90000 programs? Is there a logic gap that I am missing? So I spent most of my iPhone's battery downloading the Bonnaroo app so we could see the updated schedule.
I ended up feeling like total shit, and was not able to stand the pit (because I could not stand for longer than 30 minutes at a stretch), which was a major disappointment, but in the end, we just spread our blankets at whatever show we wanted to see or hear, and life was good.
We saw, in no particular order: Belleville Outfit, Cages for Elephants, Erin McCarley, Robert Earl Keen, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, TV on the Radio, David Byrne, Phish, Jimmy Buffett & ILO & the Coral Reef All-Stars (Buffett was a last minute surprise), the Heartless Bastards, Raphael Saadiq, Jenny Lewis, Elvis Costello (:DDDDD), The Mars Volta, Bruce Springsteen (heard from the next stage over), NIN (again :DDDD), Todd Snider, Dear and the Headlights, Allen Toussaint, The Itals, Galactic.
We listened to the Beastie Boys from our tent, since it was a direct line from that stage. Same for MGMT and Public Enemies. There's just something about forty-year-old men rapping about teenage rebellion that amuses me, you know?
Elvis Costello's set was amaaaaaazing, okay? His catalogue is so massive, he could have sung the whole 90 minutes and not done anything I know, but it was a good mix. He did old and new stuff, debuted a song that he hasn't even recorded yet, brought out Allan Toussaint and Jenny Lewis for some songs. It was just. Yeah. Amazing.
NIN was my other must-see set. And it was good musically. I felt like it was obvious that it was the end of the leg of a tour after a long series of tours, because there was not much said between songs, and it felt slickly produced, even for a festival set. At the end of the show, Reznor said his thing about it being NIN's last US show. I don't really get why everyone there was surprised by that - it'd been announced ages ago that they're going on hiatus and he wants to try other things. But it even made it into Bonnaroo's little daily newsletter the next day. IDK, IDC. They did my absolute favorite NIN song ever, Terrible Lie, and I'm Afraid of Americans, so I was happy.
We bailed on Snoop Dogg and the second Phish show on Sunday because by then I was seriously seriously ill, and we drove half-way home. I have no idea what city we stopped in, but the hotel shower and bed were the possibly the best things I'd ever felt at that point.
So, yeah. Got home, took more medicine, but still didn't feel better. And now we know why: it wasn't just a cold or sinus infection, it'd worsened to pneumonia.
MrIris feels guilty, like the camping caused the pneumonia, but I honestly think it wouldn't have mattered. I was already feeling sick before we left. He, however, is using this as a reason to get VIP passes to Bonnaroo if we go next year. And since that includes real showers and access to side stages in addition to a quieter, private camping area with its own entrance? I won't object.
I'm going to go through my f-list, but I have to ask:
What'd I miss, you guys? What's going on, what bigbang fics are you smitten with? What's new with you?
ETA: Also? I'm disappointed - all this sleeping, and I haven't had any cracked out fandom-related dreams. I've had ONE dream I can remember, and it involved people I know, but we weren't human, we were mosquito-y, paperclip-y type creatures. IDEK, guys.
First, I had a follow-up visit with my doctor today. My pulse-ox is lower than it was last week and my lungs haven't cleared at all (which is pretty demoralizing given the amount of phlegm I've hacked up, must to my disgust), so my scrip is changed to Cipro instead of amoxycillin/kflex, and I am advised to take another week of sick leave.
Good thing that I've accrued ~45 days of it in the last five years, I guess, right?
I stopped by work, and it exhausted me, just walking from the lightrail platform to the lab. The consensus there was that I look like shit. That might be because I've lost five pounds in less than a week, and I'm still running a low-level fever.
I only stayed long enough to do some ordering and file paperwork that no one else in the lab can do, and to talk to The Chief. He's been really supportive, and just wants me to get better, no pressure.
Then I stumbled home, where MrIris poured me into bed for a nap.
Um. What else? Oh! I never really talked about Bonnaroo, did I?
Musically it was pretty fucking awesome, even sick as I was, but our arrival there Thursday was an epic logistical fail. Normally there are three entrances, but at least one of them was shut. We waited in an 8 mile line for approximately 10 hours to get to the campground. We watched people run out of gas. We watched people's cars die when their radiators blew after idling for so long. I watched people piss in farmers' fields because they're that fucking rude when they've been in line, drinking and smoking all afternoon. (That was spinach, dickhead. Someone's going to eat it. I hope it's you, since you're the one who pissed on it.) When we arrived it was dark and rainy. There's a long story about the security and ticket-takers and traffic directors soliciting bribes to let people pass the line, but I can't be bothered with it now. Anyway.
We pitched our tent (in the space we were allotted, which was literally just large enough for our car and our tent; it was also in the absolutely furthest campground from the centeroo) and piled in. It actually felt GOOD to pitch the tent in the rain, because I'd been running a >100 degree fever for a day, and it cooled me off. Plenty of our compatriots did not agree. Or else hadn't pitched their tents before, ever, because they... had issues. The rain got heavier and turned into a thunderstorm with tornado watches, and we were snug in our tent by 11pm, but when we woke up the next morning, a lot of tents were down and people were sleeping in their cars.
So. Bonnaroo: the only place I've ever been where a bikini and galoshes are an appropriate outfit. I still have mud stuck to things.
We went to the centeroo to get a directory, and found that they had, in fact, RUN OUT OF THEM the day before and wouldn't be getting more. Uh. If you sell 90000 tickets, why don't you print 90000 programs? Is there a logic gap that I am missing? So I spent most of my iPhone's battery downloading the Bonnaroo app so we could see the updated schedule.
I ended up feeling like total shit, and was not able to stand the pit (because I could not stand for longer than 30 minutes at a stretch), which was a major disappointment, but in the end, we just spread our blankets at whatever show we wanted to see or hear, and life was good.
We saw, in no particular order: Belleville Outfit, Cages for Elephants, Erin McCarley, Robert Earl Keen, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, TV on the Radio, David Byrne, Phish, Jimmy Buffett & ILO & the Coral Reef All-Stars (Buffett was a last minute surprise), the Heartless Bastards, Raphael Saadiq, Jenny Lewis, Elvis Costello (:DDDDD), The Mars Volta, Bruce Springsteen (heard from the next stage over), NIN (again :DDDD), Todd Snider, Dear and the Headlights, Allen Toussaint, The Itals, Galactic.
We listened to the Beastie Boys from our tent, since it was a direct line from that stage. Same for MGMT and Public Enemies. There's just something about forty-year-old men rapping about teenage rebellion that amuses me, you know?
Elvis Costello's set was amaaaaaazing, okay? His catalogue is so massive, he could have sung the whole 90 minutes and not done anything I know, but it was a good mix. He did old and new stuff, debuted a song that he hasn't even recorded yet, brought out Allan Toussaint and Jenny Lewis for some songs. It was just. Yeah. Amazing.
NIN was my other must-see set. And it was good musically. I felt like it was obvious that it was the end of the leg of a tour after a long series of tours, because there was not much said between songs, and it felt slickly produced, even for a festival set. At the end of the show, Reznor said his thing about it being NIN's last US show. I don't really get why everyone there was surprised by that - it'd been announced ages ago that they're going on hiatus and he wants to try other things. But it even made it into Bonnaroo's little daily newsletter the next day. IDK, IDC. They did my absolute favorite NIN song ever, Terrible Lie, and I'm Afraid of Americans, so I was happy.
We bailed on Snoop Dogg and the second Phish show on Sunday because by then I was seriously seriously ill, and we drove half-way home. I have no idea what city we stopped in, but the hotel shower and bed were the possibly the best things I'd ever felt at that point.
So, yeah. Got home, took more medicine, but still didn't feel better. And now we know why: it wasn't just a cold or sinus infection, it'd worsened to pneumonia.
MrIris feels guilty, like the camping caused the pneumonia, but I honestly think it wouldn't have mattered. I was already feeling sick before we left. He, however, is using this as a reason to get VIP passes to Bonnaroo if we go next year. And since that includes real showers and access to side stages in addition to a quieter, private camping area with its own entrance? I won't object.
I'm going to go through my f-list, but I have to ask:
What'd I miss, you guys? What's going on, what bigbang fics are you smitten with? What's new with you?
ETA: Also? I'm disappointed - all this sleeping, and I haven't had any cracked out fandom-related dreams. I've had ONE dream I can remember, and it involved people I know, but we weren't human, we were mosquito-y, paperclip-y type creatures. IDEK, guys.
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Date: 2009-06-27 02:56 am (UTC)um, I may have missed you just a smidge. :P
I'm glad you had a good time at Bonnaroo even if you were sick. And I hate that A feels bad you got sick, but hey, if that's getting yall VIP tickets next year, it's a good thing, right?
I'll send you a list of the bigbangs I liked, if you want. Or a copy of my spreadsheet, lol. But only if you tell me what you think of the Beckett-centric fic that's in your inbox!
*hugs*
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Date: 2009-06-27 02:26 pm (UTC)After I posted last night I took meds and went to bed and slept straight through until 3am, when it was time for meds again. Then I went back to sleep until 7am. That's the longest I've slept in weeks. Usually it's 30 minutes before coughing wakes me up again!
OK. Beckett fic. On it. :)
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Date: 2009-06-27 04:03 pm (UTC)What are you plans for today?
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Date: 2009-06-27 04:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-27 04:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-27 05:01 pm (UTC)(Ugh, it hit 104 yesterday. When is this going to stop?)
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Date: 2009-06-27 05:22 pm (UTC)yuck. it's been in the 90s all week here, but the biggest thing is that the humidity hasn't been below like 75% in WEEKS. YUCK!
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Date: 2009-06-27 12:31 pm (UTC)FEEL BETTER SOON!
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Date: 2009-06-27 02:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-27 04:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-27 04:52 pm (UTC)VIP passes would be awesome if we could get them for next time. Entry at your own gate, without a 10hr line? A definite improvement. :)
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Date: 2009-06-27 06:42 pm (UTC)Bonnaroo sounds terrible, but I'm glad the music was good. I really wanted to catch the NIN/JA tour, but there was just no way...glad the show went well.
Also, YAY for you being back !
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Date: 2009-06-28 03:49 am (UTC)I really wanted to see the NIN/JA tour when they came through Austin, but it was a weekday and I couldn't take off. I'm sorry we didn't get to see Tom Morello's new band or Jane's Addiction, but NIN was definitely worth it. :)
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Date: 2009-06-27 10:56 pm (UTC)Glad you had fun a bonarroo even with the crapish organization!
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Date: 2009-06-28 03:50 am (UTC)