Neither Influenza nor Sunshine Can Kill Me

Monday, April 2nd, 2012, I am the fool

Unimportant stuff has happened you guys.  Spring has been here for a short visit (nine days, woo!!!) and brought with it nice warm, sunny 20 degree C. temperatures that make you think of lovely, pleasant, non me-like things, like ducks and daffodils, bare legs and frozen summer drinks on the balcony.  Ah yes.  Optimism, I remember that thing.

Naturally, today, day ten, it's raining and grey.  Hello.  It was nice though, while it lasted.  I let the sunlight near my delicate translucent lady skin, I didn't melt (or sparkle) and it was good.  Sniff.

As well as enjoying the fake spring, as some of you know, I have had the flu.  Actually the flu came first and stayed longer than the goddamn spring snap.  And was a whole lot less pleasant with full days of sleep, incoherence, not eating, barely breathing and rasping like I swallowed a car engine from 1945.  That lasted a full two weeks in all and reminded me why I'm happy I'm never sick (hardly) and why I like to be on my own and comatose when I am.  Bliss.  Sleep like an idiot for days then wake up feeling better.  It works.  The first day I ventured out after the pestilence, I squinted at the sky, groaned a lot and was exhausted in five minutes (probably from all the groaning).

This week I'm almost back to fighting fit and have some chocolate and so, I conclude, I will live.

Well this was an interesting return.  Naturally, I have no idea what you reprobates have been up to...