sickWe checked into the hotel, knowing we had time to kill. Now, because Di was doing a photoshoot that wanted to be set in a sleazy motel, that's what we got, and we nailed it. Big room with the hardest king-size bed I've ever felt, mostly boring (though it did have to sections of wall covered in carpet), but it had a four-and-a-half diameter sunken black marble tub in it, surrounded by mirrors.
We kicked back until we were supposed to meet up for dinner with
erotocism, Jason, sayaka, and amusementdevice. Well, erotocism and her man never showed up, but we did hang out with Kristen and Erik for a little bit, which was cool. Afterwards, off we headed for the Bad Juju, which is where we supposed to meet up with everyone else at 9.Well,
kespernorth showed up, and that rocked, but no one else did. Finally, at 10:30, we said to Hell with it, and walked over to the Mercury to find Kevin (since Di was shooting with him later that night). Ran into violetvixen on the way, which was cool, and saw devilpuppy and dporowski there, so not a total loss. A quick pic with kespernorth, and we left.I spent the evening, while Di had her shoot, passing in and out of consciousness, and spent the night waking up about every 20 minutes, every muscle and joint in pain, light-headed, and feeling like shit. At least this morning, the nausea has mostly gone away, and I can eat, but I still hurt everywhere, and cannot get comfortable, so I can't sleep it off.
Fuck.