Finally slept with headphones in. Somehow I have a terrible cough, and so much pain in my neck and shoulders, like a stress pain. Fuckity fuck, I hope it's meningitis. I had a friend die of that once, he went into a coma and woke up once, for a couple of weeks. He didn't recognize me or anyone else, this was when I lived in England. He died before he was able to be shipped stateside. Back then I used to get my hair permed and it was a little past my shoulders. I'd braid many small braids and weave ribbons in the braids, like Adam Ant in his Stand And Deliver album. Now I keep my hair shorn close to my head in a very tried-and-true dyke hairstyle. Something along an elvis presley and julius ceasar, mixed together. My barber is a miracle, she understands me perfectly.