The inevitable

Feeling poor today, and this evening I had a fever and was streaming. Boo to it. A sweaty feverish night. It was inevitable. Had to bump seeing Patrick and Andrew tonight to listen to Patrick's new tunes, including Swimming Pool, which was a drag. 

A productive day, thought, thanks to Lorraine. I finished doing the zines, and printed them out. Lorraine is doing covers for them out of fabric. They look great. She is a marvel.