The weekend activities rendered me quite dizzy, sick, and laid out with a bad head-cold. Thus, much of Monday and Tuesday — freed from my daily academic commute by online classes — I slept most of the day and therefore found sleeping at night near impossible. Incapacitated by illness and Circadian rhythms, my body and mind found balm in the latest Rock Band game.
Strapping on my guitar, I whipped the crowds into a frenzy in Boston, New York, and Chicago before succumbing finally to restless sleep. Unfortunately the following morning, Beck’s E-pro and several other crowd-pleasers had become lodged in my subconscious. Typically this would have annoyed me to no end, but the hypnotic rhythms of the song provided enough audible caffeine to see me through my programming class:
I still have to unlock Jimmy Eat World, Modest Mouse, Pearl Jam, Silversun Pickups, and AFI so I might come down with some malarial bug tonight. Even without the game, several days of fevers, coughing, and sweating alone might actually trump another database class.