apocalypsos

I am so sorely tempted to take a sick day from my day job in the hopes that if I stay home and nap all day I won't feel so wretched when tonight rolls around and I can still salvage my shift at Wegmans. I'm normally fine (albeit a bit sore all over) on the first day of my period, but I woke up today totally nauseated and so sore all over I could barely stand upright.

Decisions, decisions. On one hand, I get paid for sick days. On the other hand, this will be my third in three months, which I'm not too thrilled about. Back on that first hand, though, I really really don't feel well.

Yuuuuuuuuuuuck.

EDIT: Fuck it, I took today off from the day job. Hopefully I'll feel better by the time tonight rolls around and I can still work my shift at Wegmans.

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Oh, and one of the audiobooks I got my grubby little paws on for work a few weeks back was Into The Wild. I'd been avoiding reading it for ages if only because just reading the cover had me saying, "... so? The kid was an idiot," and I was pretty sure reading the book itself wasn't going to change that opinion.

I finished listening to it the other day, and ... okay, so McCandless may not have been book-stupid, but his enthusiasm steamrolled right over his common sense, which grates on my nerves even more for some reason. Probably because it's like he only half-prepared himself for the journey because he wanted the "authentic" experience, even though any outdoorsman worth his gun would probably prepare twice as well as he did.

At the same time, I'm never really fond of Krakauer as a narrator. I loved Into Thin Air in spite of the fact that he's sort of a douche, and while it makes a bit of sense in ITA because you kinda have to be a little nuts to climb Mt. Everest, people who climb Everest prepare the ever-loving FUCK out of themselves for the trip. Krakauer's got a handy excuse for every smug plowing-headfirst-into-the-wild maneuver McCandless did, and even when he's right I still wanted to reach through my MP3 player and smack Krakauer across the face. And then he told that story about how he identified with McCandless because this one time he did something dumb and not entirely planned out in the wilderness, and I sat there thinking, "Look, I get that you're trying to make me understand as a reader that you know that McCandless wasn't a reckless idiot because you've been in the same position and you weren't one, but ... no, actually, you kinda were one."

I don't know. I sort of feel like if anyone else had written the book, I ... well, I wouldn't have worshiped McCandless as some sort of camping god or something, but I definitely wouldn't have been as aggravated as I was after listening to his story as told by Jon "I've Never Met A Mountaineering Or Camping Accident I Couldn't Handwave" Krakauer.