There will be blood

Am currently sick with Death. Can't cough or it feels like the top o'mah head coming off. Worked from home today, fixing more issues than I usually do while well. Not working tomorrow. At all. No e-mail, no nothing. I'm going to get some mileage out of my sick day. Do not want to shower work anymore with my germs. Well, actually, I could handle the guilt, but...but that's bad, I understand. Or have been told.

Finished Y: The Last Man today. Not what I expected. I think I'm pleasantly surprised. (I'm still a little disgruntled by the turns of the last storyline, but that's me for you. Disgruntled.)

Waiting for the Robitussin to kick in. It had a moon and stars on it. That's an unwritten promise of peace I want to cash in. Hrnm. HArd to tyiep nao. Iatjhink whatt my hands are a;like bdig floppy hams noow and maybeloishouldlie donw

Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together, mass hysteria

So this is what the apocalypse looks like from the inside. I hear screaming, cheering, an occasional explosion. I fear for Aggieville. patchsassy, I fear for your safety, your sanity and your liver.