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I am going shopping now.

In downtown Chicago.

Two weekends before Christmas.

I should be back this afternoon but, if I am not, pray for my soul and remember that I died whilst stimulating the economy. I harbour no regrets, save that I have but a hundred dollars to give to my country.

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You know, that last post was a lot funnier before I collapsed in the middle of the Marshall Fields building. Yeah, by the fountain. Fun! Or, you know, not at all.

I'm pretty sure it was a panic attack, though it was my first time actually having one and kinda felt like I was dying. I'm not agoraphobic and while I don't generally like people I don't tend to mind crowds, because in crowds there's no awkward requirement for socialisation. I don't know what triggered it; possibly a combination of being ill and not having had any lunch, though I felt well enough this morning to venture out with no real qualms. I have some other theories but I need to do some thinking-through first.

Say what you like about the evil of Macy's, the people who work there are on the ball. They got a big area around me cleared and hustled me into an office, got me seen by a nurse and offered to hail me a cab when I was ready to go. I ended up walking the two blocks to Michigan Avenue Immediate Care, possibly the best non-emergency emergency room in Chicago, and they confirmed that it was probably not a heart attack, so well done me.

I did not get to do my Christmas shopping, though, so some of my near and dear may get their gifts a bit late. I also didn't get back to Fox & Obel, which is a bummer. I caught a cab home from Immediate Care and I'm feeling okay now, just a little shaky.

Yes, I am going to see a doctor about this, though not today. I texted R and he's going to check on me later this afternoon and make sure I'm still all right. I had some cheese and bread when I got home, and now I'm going to lie down on the couch and watch TV for a while.

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I am feeling better after some TV and orange juice. And a steady IV drip of House MD. I'm all caught up now!

( Sam's 22 Things About House: 5.05 - 5.11 )

I went looking for the promo for 5.12 and found out that there's no more House till January, which is a bummer. I also came across a promo for a film called House, some kind of horror flick, but I think House MD The Movie would be excellent. I'm thinking some kind of Outbreak scenario, compounded by a natural disaster. There would be at least one motorcycle chase scene, and House would self-deprecatingly refer to himself as "Gregory House. Action hero." Stephen Fry would guest star. I'll get right on writing it.

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Still alive! *waves hand* R called about half an hour ago to check in, and if he gets finished up with some rehearsal he's at we're going to have a movie night at his place. Apparently Bland is off being boring somewhere else this week.

I've been sorting my new music acquisitions, relabeling so they're the way I prefer and stripping all the detail fields that I don't like/need. Yes, I am that anal-retentive about my music files, which is funny considering my total lack of taste when it comes to the music itself. I usually like about two or three songs off any given CD, and sometimes in order to like them I have to edit out annoying solos.

Most of the stuff this time round is old songs that I like but never got round to finding on mp3 -- BNL, The Police, Don McLean, Cake. A bit of Thea Gilmore, about half of the Life On Mars OST, and a few stray John Barrowman covers of old showtunes. Lots of neo-swing, too -- is it wrong I want to learn how to vid solely so I can do a music video of Jack Harkness set to Big Bad Voodoo Daddy's "I'm Not Sleeping"? It's pretty much the most Jack Harkness song ever.

Every now and then again we struggle with our past
We try to stare it in the eye and pray that it won't last
These questions that get answered, they never make much sense
But I've decided that I care, and I'll get right down to it
I'm not sleeping; I told myself I'd never close my eyes again
I've stopped sleeping -- I'm doing now the best that I can...

Relatedly, "Mr Pinstripe Suit" is a very good anthem for the Tenth Doctor. He does appear to have the answers we all wanna know, although he does not have a big bad voodoo hat, which is a shame.