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Went to bed night before last feeling like shit. I did take your advice, eternalmusings, I took some medicine. All we had in the house was some children's Benedryl. That stuff knocked me on my ass, let me tell you. I was dead to the world for hours after I took it. Slept 3 hours past my alarm for work.

Woke up yesterday and just couldn't stand it. I stopped by the doctor's office to see if, on the off chance they'd let me speak to her, she could give me anything. She couldn't. Turns out, I had one of those fast hitting summer flu bugs that are going around lately. I should be a lot better in a couple of days, according to her. She, obviously, doesn't know to what extent a spoiled brat can drag his suffering. I'm thinking a couple weeks, at least. Maybe longer, if the cooking continues.

ION: I'm sorry I haven't been around much lately. I got that promotion at work and they've been kind of monopolizing every spare moment I have. I'm one of only 3 managers at a store that usually can't function with less than 5. Luckily, we've got another one starting next week, so things "should" start settling down.

Meanwhile, I'm giving snuggles and shout-outs to everyone who reads me. I'm not dead, though I feel like I am. And don't give up on me, I'll be back, bringing Xander along with me, as quickly as I can.

Love you guys *kisses*