GLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! I'm such a terrible fangirl. Especially after watching the behind-the-gate thing. I've been having fever-dreams about his freaking bachelor pad, God help me. (It's not MY fault that my hippie upbringing has raised me to not find men named "Rainbow" inherently undateable...) This really has to stop.
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In real-life news, I am a lot less sick, thanks to all of you with suggestions. Keeping water and health-food-electrolyte-juice down in small doses and now mostly just have to contend with fever... and I've got enough practice with that (and it's kinda fun at the drugged-out-hallucinate-y stage).
And my mom may have gotten me into a program at Kripalu next week called "Yoga and the Quest for the True Self", if I'm well by then, and damn does it look INSANELY COOL. She thinks it would be good for me, as lots of it is about dharma and uncovering and following one's true path. And will get me out of the house and put me on a schedule of some kind for a week. :) But so cool. *fangirls Raja Yoga* (er... that's "yoga of the mind" or the more academic studious side of yoga for those who did not grow up in their yoga cult of choice)