As reported here briefly by my friend and roomie joshuwain, I'm still alive. Blah. I'm certain it was the flu, as were the folks at HCMC (Hennepin County Medical Center( where i received 4 pints of saline, an antinausea and one or two other unpleasant tests...

I really, really hate being sick. Especially this close to a major trip. Ugh. Right now, I'm sitting up and watching the Science channel begin repeating the shows I watched much earlier, and typing this in. My quilt, akin to Linus' blanket, is in the dryer and I'll probably head to bed soon after its out.

Other than that, I'm alive. If folk who actually check my LJ can pass it along on FurryMUCK that I'm alive, I'd appreciate it- I'm not real up on company and conversation. :P

If I feel better I might log on tonight, dunno though. I AM sure I'm not working tonight.