December 13, 2004
Peeking out from under the duvet
Seasonal Disorders

I'm alive.

Still congested in every single head cavity (even in my mouth, which is stuffed with comfort food. Does that count?), but there is some life left in me yet.

Just wanted to surface quickly and thank you all for your well-wishes and for the attempts at sending soup.

Of course, I realized in retrospect that I never would've been able to receive the soup in time for it to still be hot, because I have dial-up.

And I think you'll agree: that awful fact alone is more than enough to make ANYBODY ill.

Redsaid | 09:36 AM