that was an unexpected loss of almost a full day, but i'm back to where i was at and hope to get a lot done.

i never completely shook off whatever i inhaled yesterday morning and could probably sleep another ten hours. but, i'm dragging along with some coffee and am going to keep pushing. it's kind of still sitting at the back of my eye sockets, in that way you get when you're hungover....

i dunno. but, i actually felt great yesterday, before that.

he's gone for the day, but there's a female upstairs coughing again. i've been through this before. it seemed like she came in for the day, because she knocked on the door a few minutes before he left. it's not the first time, either. it's very strange behaviour, isn't it? why would somebody come in right before he leaves? it's almost as though somebody came in to take the next shift, as though somebody is working up there. and, what kind of job would that be?

in fact, i noticed that in the last apartment, too, although it was for downstairs rather than upstairs. they insisted there was only one person living there; i counted at least three.

i don't even care. i just have two requests. please keep the air down or off altogether (i would prefer off altogether) and please smoke down the street if you're going to smoke at all.

so, i'm back at what i was doing, and have cleared out up to saturday. to be clear: i am not going out tonight. friday is iffy. saturday is unlikely. and, i hope to have the rest of the week worked out in the next day or two.