Home. In pajamas. And hoodie. Under quilt. In bed. Wearing socks. All of these things are not things I do on a Friday night on a regular basis -- especially the hoodie, socks and quilt. Sigh.
Cold, then hot.
Tired, then jittery.
Transitioning from daytime flu stuff to nighttime flu stuff.
But definitely in bed for the longish haul unless I feel miraculously better tomorrow. And that does happen -- I have faith. If not, a fabulous way to spend the weekend. Sigh.
Such a small concern in a world of big concerns. But I still feel like ickyness personified.
No doctors for me unless I start to bleed out from my ears (yes, I've done this) or start mistaking my roommates for sea monkeys. Not much in the way of blogging either, except that it might be kind of fun to just randomly post updates and stupid thoughts from bed. But I'll spare you.
6:29:19 PM 
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