* I have a really good excuse. See, all last week, my allergies were killing me. I mean, my eyes were watering for fuck's sake. My eyes never water from allergies. Eventually, my immune system was so damaged by the repeated attacks by pollen and such, that I came down with some sort of flu-like symptoms: you know, fever, chills, coughs, delirium, the whole thing. I had taken Friday off as a personal day, and I had to spend the damn thing in bed with a fever. So, that's why this wasn't really posted on Friday, even though up there it says it was.
So then on Saturday, I woke up feeling a little better, but in exchange for my fever, I had the worst stomach cramps I have ever had. I thought it was simple gas, but four hours four hours later, I was still in pain. One thing led to another and a trip down the rainbow highway behind the wheel of the porcelain bus later, my horrible cramp is gone, and I'm sick again. Fever and coughs and, as an added bonus, bruised intestines from all the "massaging" I thought my delusional mind was giving trying to coax the cramp away. Wheee.
As for Sunday, see Saturday minus the cramp, but still bruised. By Sunday night, I'm watching "CSI: Weekends" and the beautiful George Eads, and I'm hoping that I would be sick again so I could stay home from work. But no, I was fine, and there you go. Now it's Monday night.
