Sick day
You know, I know there’s news out there, and I’m sure that I should be writing about it–but damn, this un-fever has taken a lot out of me. I’ve finished my chicken soup (must make more this Sunday), and I had another nap today, and my face is still so pasty-white that it resembles a shade of fish belly and is scaring me, let alone the cats–and so, I simply don’t have the energy to write. Much.
Maybe I’ll be sufficiently outraged tomorrow.
Meantime, Sarah sent me a link that I linked to many moons ago, but there are new Hulk pictures on it now.
You all play nice in the comments, please. And Scottage: Everybody calls me Meryl. Yourish is my last name.
