plumb useless

Spent most of yesterday in a haze of something-bad-with-my-stomach. I drank water and cranberry juice mixed together, nibbled on crackers, and begged Sailor Boy to perform a mercy killing, but he demurred. The jerk.

I’m REALLY bad at being sick. I resent it so much.

So, as a result, I have nothing of interest to say at the moment. Until the plague hit, my writing was going well, and I hope it will return to that state once I’m well enough to string sentences together.

A very funny article on a most unusual home birth. I’m not usually big on the baby magazines, and those who know me know my feelings about home deliveries, but this one made me laugh. Besides, The Terminator is one of my favorite films.

I’m sure I read some cool blog posts to link to lately, but for the life of me, I can’t remember.
Sorry guys. I’ll check back when I’m upright again.