Saturday, February 26, 2005
I work again in four hours for six hours, and after a brief six-hour respite I cover a shift for Crystal in the morning for an approximate eight hours. Last night/this morning (1:30) I left half an hour early because my head hurt intensely and I felt nauseous: I almost spewed from the mixture of smells. I took three nocturnal Tylenols and feel somewhat better, but I suspect the pounding headache will return this evening. Last night I had tears in my eyes as I asked people what they wanted, and I am certain that was frightening for the few who were conscious enough at that point (most people who come in at midnight are inebriated to a degree) to observe my condition. Ich bin kaput. [possible incorrect spelling]
This afternoon I had time enough to read chapters of the ancient engineering textbook and found a few ideas for my research project. Next week the professor grants dibs for topics, and no one else had better think of taking aqueducts. The book mentioned figures for aqueducts that crossed rivers, wherein if the pillars supporting the conduit rose above x height the structure (or a part thereof) would collapse. I immediately focused upon the word "collapse", which I equate to "fun beyond measure", and concluded that I would be best suited for a project in which the structure is not sustainable.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 2:05 PM]