freaking girl scouts and aliens, man

Slither, by Edward Lee. Wait, wait, I'm still hung up on the ending. Which was pretty hilarious. Lee is known for writing novels that combine the erotic with the grotesque in extreme ways, basically one step up from pulp. I wouldn't say the actual quality of his writing is that great at all (for example, in this one he often gets bogged down in needless scientific language that just seems meant to show off that he did his research), but he certainly knows how to generate some real visceral reactions in the reader, with some images in this novel that almost made me sick. And then when I did yardwork I suddenly had a moment of irrational fear upon realizing I was holding a branch covered in little green bugs. In that sense, this particular novel is definitely weighted more on the grotesque than the erotic side, not for the weak of stomach.

Reaction (supplement-wise) to sudden cold, which seems to have worked pretty well:
(in the afternoon)
-3 garlic capsules
-1 vitamin-B pill
-1 calcium pill
-2 vitamin-C pills
-1 fish oil capsule
-2 tylenol-cold pills
-2 cranberry capsules

(and before bed)
-1 fish oil capsule
-2 tylenol-cold pills
-1 triphala pill