I made a post over at Livejournal earlier, so it seems only fair I make a quick post here to let you guys know I am alive as well. OK, not totally alive, but I am breathing (mostly), my heart is beating (though oddly), and most of my major body systems seem to be functioning on at least a limited level. I don’t think I’ll be back to posting any real posts until Monday. Sitting upright for longer than a few minutes at a time is still entirely too challenging. Not to mention, the parts of my brain required for spelling and word formation are apparently still in off mode.

Sooooo … spent the week laying down and being sick, sick, sick. Currently, I would describe myself as merely sick, sick. I’m getting better. I’m just getting sick and tired of being sick and tired. If the universe would like to kill me, could it please choose another method, like a speeding train, runaway bus, or stray bullet? Thank, ’cause this getting the same damn horrible crap every month or so is really just sucking the life out of my life.

I’d stick around and whine more, but my body is insisting it wants to go be horizontal again and my brain would very much like to shut down for another few hours. Gods, this sucks.