The thing about being sick is that feeling the slightest bit bad makes you want to tell people you're dying (or feel that way.)

We big powerful humans overestimate ourselves... Sure we may respect diseases that can kill you, but generally consider a little cold bug laughable.






I guess I owe it to my audience to update, even if it is for an audience of one.


I wandered home about midnight, tired but nothing more exciting for a Friday night. I'm sure some good "I wandered home druink...." stories would get me more attention, but anwyway....

Instant mashed potoatoes.

end of story.