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Hi guys. Sorry I haven't been on much. I'm fighting a head cold, and it means I've had very little energy to speak of. Mostly I've been getting up, chugging some caffeinated thing, getting to work, and dragging around the Mines blowing my nose and having people go, "Are you alright?" Then I drag myself home again and watch the Little Orca eat his supper while I drowse on the couch...

I haven't spun anything in two weeks. Let that soak in. Two. Weeks. That's the kind of soul-draining virusy crap this is. I'll try a little bit here and there of something creative, and then just let it drop in fatigue. It's all I can do to get through things like dishes and laundry, and I gotta tellya, they're both piling up. I'm also scarily hungry. Today I gave in to a weird Dorito craving that's been bugging me all week. What on earth is in a Dorito that made it necessary to have one or go stark raving mad? The salt? The Nacho-ness? The creepy mix of chemical whatevers? Whatever it is, the chips did seem to do me some good. Weird...

Anyway, sorry for the whiny-grumbles. I'm going to be so happy when I feel better, I swear...