So, what has two thumbs and a virus? This guy!
I don’t know *what* virus, but I have been laid low by some nasty little bug that is apparently happily reproducing in my cells during the day and then bursting forth in viral glory in the evening, producing the nightly chills, fever, and achey hell. (Not to mention the other… unpleasant symptoms.)
Not to worry: I now have some sweet, sweet drugs that should clear up most of the nastiness in a jiffy. But I can’t drink or drive (or, more accurately, I suppose I should say I shouldn’t), so the dog and I are kicking back with a bland diet and a baseball game. Plain rice? Yum! Toast? Why, thanks, I’ll have two!
Sexxxy.
PS: Did I know Johnny Cochrane died five years ago?
