Force of will and gallons of ku ding tea appear to have my illness on the run. It's still fighting a rearguard action, but this cold can only blow so many bridges and set up so many desperate ambushes before it surrenders.

Tomorrow night Andy and I are going to see Lydia Lunch at the Axiom. I never figured I'd have the chance to hear her speak/rant, especially for a mere six bucks, so I'm excited. If anyone wants to go, call the Axiom and make reservations; otherwise, I doubt you'll get a seat.

I'd like to go to work and make everyone listen to Pig Destroyer all day. It's the closest I can come to pummeling them into submission without using my fists and risking legal action.