That's Just Sick: I have spent the last 48 hours in dire circumstances. Clearly I was fed something that was laced with some sort of bio-terror weapon. I will not repulse you with the details; let's just say that a tubercular slug in the midst of severe clinical depression would have been more positively disposed towards life than I have been in the past couple of days. A wet and soiled cleaning rag would have had a more substantial existence. Luckily things are getting back to normal, but I am left two days behind in every aspect of my life. Lousy terrorists.

Anyway, more when I get caught up mentally and physically.