Asymptomatic

There must be intelligent life down here

College Symbolism
December 08, 1999

Well, I’ve mostly recovered from my illness. It’s just a little achiness here and there. And waking up with a nose full of dried snot, which, strangely enough, always results in my drooling all over my pillow.

But enough of that grotesque business. I was ruminating last night after I changed out of my work clothes and into some sweat pants. It turns out that a tight pair of underwear can seriously impare a man’s ability to think straight, and mine were not only tight but twisted all up.

Today's Dream
December 07, 1999

I followed him down the hallway and around the corner, treading quietly on the burgundy hotel carpet. He waved me up to a room service cart that a hotel guest had left parked in the hall. Lifting the lid on one of the entrees, he pulled out a half-eaten piece of beef and threw it toward me.

“Eat this, kid,” Master Gudha said. “It might be the last thing you eat for a few days.” I stuffed it in my mouth, my hunger and apprehension causing me to forget to chew. He hunched down on the other side of the cart and checked a piece of paper that was tucked in his shirt pocket.

Can't Remember Anything
December 06, 1999

I thought of a whole lot of things to write about over the weekend. My mom’s birthday was Sunday, and while we were sitting around eating cake she said that I should write more. I can’t remember what spawned it. Maybe I’ve had this site in the back of my mind everywhere I’ve gone for a while.

I think this sort of diary is therapeutic. I feel as if I’ve been less cranky than usual. And I’m a cranky, cranky person. Is it really a result of just writing these thoughts down? Maybe it would be even more therapeutic if I told all of those drivers on my way to work this morning what I thought of them. Nah.

Totally Symptomatic
December 02, 1999

So, no more than a day goes by after the site goes online than I come down with some kind of head cold. This is just no good. Since I was rather dizzy when I got out of bed this morning (which is usually the case when I’m coming down with something serious) I decided to call off work and stay home.

But I’m still sick. In fact, I wasn’t so bad about an hour ago, but I’m feeling not so great right now. I think I need to take some decongestants.

Asymptomatic is Online
December 01, 1999

So the site is finally online. and look at all of the cool content. I have to say I’m proud that after not even four hours of being online, Asymptomatic already has several quality (in my humble opinion) articles available for its readers.

One thing diturbs me. My spell checker seems to think that I’ve spelled asymptomatic incorrectly. How could this be? It wants me to use “a symptomatic” or just “symptomatic”. What’s with that?