Sunday, August 19, 2007

the sickness unto death

I've been out of commission.

So out of commission, my paycheck this week is going to be about four... wait... no... maybe five dollars. Maybe.

(Yes, one of the unfortunate thing about contract work is the fact that you have to pay for the privilege of being sick.)

Any way, after a rigorous course of double antibiotics (which have, ahem, created certain other problems which aren't generally discussed in civilized conversation) I'm back to feeling marginally normal. (At least the banana-upchuck-incident is a thing of the blighted past).

Oy.

I've definitely had better weeks.


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