Still ill.

Bugger. I wasn’t sick. I am allergic to the beautiful lily scented candles we were given at a show back at NY Fashion Week. That’ll serve me right for helping myself to an extra one of the bloody things. I already knew that lilies in flower set me off, (closed, swollen sensation in throat, lassitude, headaches, fever) but it hadn’t occurred to me that candles could too. There’s a moral in there somewhere.

Still feel horrid though.

Listening to: Johnny Cash Live From Folsom Prison