The headaches are gone, or perhaps just not so bad anymore.

Maybe those nasal headaches that come with the flu just take some getting use to and they're really still there. I do feel a little better, though I'm expecting my lungs will fill with fluid and I'll begin suffering a nasty cough soon. What will I do if I'm uncontrollable this Friday when I plan to go see MEN WHO WATCH GOATS? I just fast forwarded my Tivo to last night's Conan O'Brian interview with Ewan McGregor.

We'll see. Maybe I can just stock up on cough drops. I never eat the junk food at theatres anymore anyway.

Today was my free day. I took my bike in for the installation of the black muffler heat covers. The engine sounds muffled a bit, and I was advised to get PART 29264-08 to alleviate the resistance the muffler attachment causes to the engine. I think that's what the mechanic said. That part isn't cheap and I'm thinking of waiting until my 1000 mile mark when I take the bike in for service… but I still haven't made up my mind.

I'm going to need a while to juggle my finances and see where I'm going to take the money from. As it is now, the GPS application I downloaded on my phone is worthless because I cannot hear the direction over the roar of the motor. I don't know how to turn up the volume. I've already tried and I'll have to call somebody at the cell phone company for guidance, and if no resolution is found, I will cancel that feature. It was good while it lasted. I didn't seem to have trouble hearing instructions on the rental. Maybe my engine is louder because the engine is bigger.

I wanted to buy goggles and I'm waiting for the peeps at H-D to call back, but maybe it was not meant to be. Although the clerk promised someone would give me a jingle before they closed, I've been keeping my ear to the ringer but it's already 5:30PM. They close at 7PM. Maybe there's still time, but I'm finickle that way and if I am lead to believe that something was not meant to be, no matter how small the reason, I'll change my mind. I still have a copy of the prescription to my lenses and I can shop elsewhere.

I was checking out the leather gloves at the Harley dealership in Santa Clarita and I looked up the ones that I purchased at Glendale Harley. I have the finglerless gloves and in between the fingers, where a duck's foot might have webbing, there is a stitched loop for ease in pulling off the gloves. Well, I didn't find that feature in any of the fingerless leather gloves at the Santa Clarita shop. That tells me that their items might be slightly less sophisticated.

Fuck, listen to me. I started out with the idea of ranting and I ended up gossiping. God, no wonder people think I have a feminine side.