Food Poisoning of the Spirit

And to think, I was on a roll there for a while.  But alas, I relapsed into non-posting laziness, and now here I am again.  Writing the same apology sentence that I do every time.

Meh.  You all have been around these parts for a little while.  You know what to expect.  I'm not too upset about it.

What I am upset about (other than incredibly well thought out transitions...) is food poisoning.

It sucks.

That's what I did with my day today.  I spent the early part of it unable to keep water down, followed by several hours of sleeping, followed by a couple of hours of feeling achy and that I generally wasted an entire day on something ridiculous.

So, yeah.  I don't know what to say other than 'fuck you, food poisoning.'  Same to you, leftover Chinese food that I probably left out for too long before refrigerating.  And also, fuck me for eating it in the first place.

This is where I heave a sigh, and then promise to write something less bitchy and dumb tomorrow.  Or at least sometime within the next week.  Or month.  Or at least I'll put up another picture of a puppy.