Sniff. Honk. Wheeze....
I am, at last, home. I'm glad to say that this weekend was MUCH better than last. Almost good, even! Unfortunately, I feel like crap. Horrendous crap. My nose, my throat, my lungs-- it's all bad. Even better, the weather was utterly fucking psychotic, and we had either sweltering humidity and heat, or torrential rain. I spent most of the weekend with at least some part of me wet-- and not the fun parts, either. Now my voice is going. Oh, and the drive home is just despicable. Why on earth did I think a four-hour commute wouldn't drive me nuts? I HATE driving!
But having said all that? I'm sorry, but this just makes me laugh and laugh. No clue why.
http://wench.org/forums/showthread.php?t=22746
I am spending tomorrow in bed. My replacement Treo should be here by Tuesday. So if there's something urgent I need to know, contact me via email or LJ or the Wench board, or my business phone.
Thud.
But having said all that? I'm sorry, but this just makes me laugh and laugh. No clue why.
http://wench.org/forums/showthread.php?t=22746
I am spending tomorrow in bed. My replacement Treo should be here by Tuesday. So if there's something urgent I need to know, contact me via email or LJ or the Wench board, or my business phone.
Thud.