Väinämöinen in my sleep

Okay, so I expect weird dreams when I'm sick, even when most of the fever is gone.

But I just got out my Finnish-English dictionary and discovered that what they were singing/chanting in my dream, over and over again, was, "Where is Väinämöinen? Who will be our Väinämöinen?"

With drumming.

So that was pretty creepy.

(Luckily, I'm used to picking up bits of languages without knowing I'm doing it, so my brain producing coherent Finnish sentences was not that creepy even though I don't speak Finnish. I really think the drumming was unnecessary, though. And the wailing.)

better a bit at a time

The cold stuff has eased off considerably, with only a few deep coughs and a bit of snozzliness in a given hour. This may be due to cold meds finally being enough to hold it at bay; we'll see. Anyway, today I'm mostly left with much dizziness (lots of blue sparkly dots, wheee!) and a rather uncalled-for degree of weariness. I can deal with that, sort of. By taking it easy and reading a lot and snuggling the beastlet, who is helping me type.

My voice is barely starting to reappear. I have a tiny thready I-am-5-years-old sort of voice, which is not at all the sort of voice I actually had at 5. Somewhere around that age, I was in a fundraiser bridal fashion show for my grandmother's church -- I wore flower girl dresses -- and several old family friends permanently have an impression of me as the bitty little blonde girl who calmly but firmly corrected the pastor/MC when he called me Melissa. I never really went through a soft-spoken phase, except the ones like these that are virally induced.

(ETA: I am corrected. The MC was not the pastor, and there was no fund-raising, just a bridal fashion show for the fun of people who liked that sort of thing. So now you know.)

I continue to feel like rereading things, but since I have a long mental list of stuff I've meant to reread, that's not a problem. Unlike most of my lists, though, it's only a mental list, so I will be winging it again in just a minute here. Despite missing the Dreamhaven reading for Dr. Mike's birthday/memorial (sigh), I don't really feel like it's time for one of his, so...well. We'll see what comes up, when I look around downstairs.