I'm feeling sorry for myself.
Friends, Romans, Fl*sters, this is just a drive by wibble. I'm feeling a little under the weather at the moment, in fact I feel like I've been run over by a truck. There be a bug in the house, it started with Steve and rather explosive throwing up and errr.... well you get the picture.
Then mum came down with it, she just felt sick and like she'd gone three rounds with an angry Wendigo, and now I've got the same as mum. So right now I'm fed up and huddled up in the corner of the settee.
I promise if I owe comments and encouragement, I will be back as soon as I stop feeling like hammered crap.
I've got fics I want to read again including the debut story from somersault-j which is totally wonderful and a Life on Mars story from milly_gal that I'm going to curl up with.
Right whining over, I'll return you to your evening.
Then mum came down with it, she just felt sick and like she'd gone three rounds with an angry Wendigo, and now I've got the same as mum. So right now I'm fed up and huddled up in the corner of the settee.
I promise if I owe comments and encouragement, I will be back as soon as I stop feeling like hammered crap.
I've got fics I want to read again including the debut story from somersault-j which is totally wonderful and a Life on Mars story from milly_gal that I'm going to curl up with.
Right whining over, I'll return you to your evening.