The power of Hahnemann compels you!

Sick, slightly. Took the day off from work for the first time in several months. Woke up with M to the alarm and NPR, but put off beginning my day when I swallowed and found my throat had fallen host to evil spirits in the night. Being the good, observant catholic boy I was raised to be, I took some homeopathy and put in a call to my local parish's exorcist, who really ought to be here any minute, so I can't talk long.

Slept 'til noon-thirty, woke up, sat, brushed my teeth and washed my face. Then to the one and only Carroll St. Cafe to order a yogurt-based late breakfast, body unbathed, hair unwashed, looking like a (slightly) sick rock star. Or a slightly sick music school admissions officer, the line is so blurry there.