Sooo

[casy_dee]

I no joke have got the plague.  Ok, some would call it stomach flu, but I say it is the plague.  I have pretty much slept continuously from Thursday on, and I am just now beginning to feel halfway decent.  The nausea (and product of nausea) was bad enough, but also felt like my brain cells were spontaniously combusting.  I could not FOCUS on anything.  Eeep, driving home from work was a nightmare. Thursday I had to pull over and utilize my emergency plastic bag.  I'll spare you the details.   Worse, I'm filling in for the 1st Sgt. next week (the job I'm going to be doing sometime in the near future) and I was supposed to be following him around and finding out what I needed to do for next week so I couldn't even just go home and be sick.  Friday I left early anyway because I felt THAT bad.  Hopeful I know what I'm doing well enough to fake it.

Finally actually wanted to eat something today.  Good sign?

Ficcing has been about non-existant because I simply can't think.  Here I'm getting caught up, then I hit a concrete wall on my Alice fic.  I think it may have something to do with the whole 'attention span of an ameoba because I'm sick' thing, but it's frustrating nonetheless.  I managed to work out some backstory, but that's not helping overmuch. *sigh*

Here's to hoping my muse wakes up tomorrow, because she's obviously sick, too.  Gah!  I HATE not being able to write when I have time to write.  I think I'm going to go have more ice cream. *pouts*