Notes from the Infirm.

What ever killed me yesterday decided to stick around. After a very restless night, I called in to work this morning. At least I tried to. Adam's phone rang through to voice mail, and neither of the office lines picked up. Well, I tried.

Still suffering intestinal cramps, but at this point it seems to mostly gas-related issues. Hopefully, this thing will be done tonight.

Dead from the Cute

Cutest Nieces EVER.

OK, this is odd.

Ever since my chemo, I've had warts on the backs of both hands. They varied in severity, but were always there.

They're gone. There are slight reddish spots where the worst of them were, but other than that no sign of the damn things.

Wonder how that happened?

Important anniversary!

I loved this show as a kid.