Back!

Okay, maybe I didn't have the New Zealand Con Crud after all. Or just a really mild case of it. I'm back at work and back up to 90%, I'd say. Throat mostly better, a little congested. And now I have Dragon*Con photos which I will share as soon as I find webspace! In fact, if I took a picture of you this summer, expect it in an email over the next few days.

And thank you all so much for the terrific text messages! They really cheered me up. You're all dolls! *smooch, well maybe not because I don't want to make anyone sick*

It's back. With a vengeance.

Aching muscles. Dizziness. Maybe even a fever.

If I stomped my foot and said "I want to go home RIGHT NOW," do you think it would work?

Fuck.

Is it just me or does anyone else think I spend a disproportionate amount of time dealing with idiots, fuckwads, and other people's mistakes?