Been kind of flattened much of last week from a stomach bug. Cue the Zofran, and struggling to eat, and Michael going out and buy me Gatorade, which I call Gatorgag because I can’t stand the stuff. He forced me to drink it anyway and I started to feel better.
Today is the first time in almost a week I’ve been at the computer again. Going to resume acting like an actual person instead of a nauseated slug.
That is all.