Sick

Home sick today. Too much stress placed on the body, and everything goes to hell in a handbasket. Woke up knowing that in the current state I'm in, I'd be useless at work, so I made the call, spent a long stretch attempting to appease the angry demands my gastro-intestinal tract, and went back to sleep. Several hours later, with most of the day gone, I woke up feeling vaguely more human. Even still, clocked too much time in the john.

Moving slowly so as to not disturb the demons in my gut, I managed to dispatch with the heap of laundry I had been ignoring. I also did some fine coding on the comments system. Not many of the tweaks are visible, but I felt it was done enough to be deployed to the affiliate sites, CLJ and Shepherd's diary. I didn't convert the Blogvoices stuff, and opted to just support historical access. Good enough, really.

My best mate from Bermuda is in New York for several days. Tonight I'll try to stagger out and catch up with him. Maybe I'm pressing my luck, but I've felt alright for the last few hours, so I'll take the risk. He's requesting we go somewhere "gay" since it's been a long time since he was in New York. We compromised and chose "low-key gay" since I want us to be able to hear him talk while he oogles the boys. Make no mistake, he's all talk right now, as he pines for his true love on the other side of the world in Japan. Maybe I'll shimmy into my PVC pants for the drama of it all. That way if I throw up on myself, it's easy to clean.
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