Man, I got hammered over the weekend and didn't even get to enjoy it. Not yet fully recovered, either. I got off work and was feeling fine Sunday morning, trotted down to the local Fiesta because they are the only local store that has proper pico de gallo (so I can put it on my omelets) and dropped right off to sleep on arrival at home base. Later that evening, NotDeskmerc graced me with her presence and we watched an episode of Planet Earf in HD, followed by a laughable Histronic Channel "Life After People", where humans mysteriously vanished in a puff of rhetoric, and cats evolved into the flying squirrel niche, becoming inheritors of the decaying cities.
Mental note: in case all human society vanishes but myself, immediately flee to Hoover Dam, and learn how to keep mollusks out of the cooling pipes.
After she left, I puttered around a bit and did some more laundry, then started feeling...off. Took a nap, got up, found the world had become a very fuzzy place. The fuzzy was so extreme that I collapsed right back down again. I don't remember much of anything until Tuesday afternoon, where I groggily called my boss and said there was no way I was coming in, and notified my relief of said not-cominginess, and collapsed once more.
Wednesday was pretty much the same, except that I actually went to work, which I regretted. I went to work again the next night and it isn't so bad, but still, nothing like a virus to take the edge off your endurance.
Seems like I'm not the only one either. WIDESPREAD FLU!
Mental note: in case all human society vanishes but myself, immediately flee to Hoover Dam, and learn how to keep mollusks out of the cooling pipes.
After she left, I puttered around a bit and did some more laundry, then started feeling...off. Took a nap, got up, found the world had become a very fuzzy place. The fuzzy was so extreme that I collapsed right back down again. I don't remember much of anything until Tuesday afternoon, where I groggily called my boss and said there was no way I was coming in, and notified my relief of said not-cominginess, and collapsed once more.
Wednesday was pretty much the same, except that I actually went to work, which I regretted. I went to work again the next night and it isn't so bad, but still, nothing like a virus to take the edge off your endurance.
Seems like I'm not the only one either. WIDESPREAD FLU!
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