Monday, September 17, 2007

back in the land of the living

after a horrible gastro bug that laid me low for 36 hours - the first 12 of which were feeling utterly utterly ill, the next twelve were spent sleeping and the final twelve were spent lying around feeling too weak to do much at all. However, after that was all over I felt marvellous. As though the 24 hours which were spent either asleep or staring blankly at the ceiling, were actually worth the 12 hours of feeling sick! Isn't that strange, I thought to myself. And then, more loudly and clearly - what does this mean!

Time for some re-evaluation, folks!

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