Tuesday,
December 4, 2001

Long flights = new and interesting bacterial cultures

Pardon me while I lie here and blink woozily at the screen.

Yeah, I'm home. I got up and felt like large men with big, knobbly sticks had been beating me all night. This is usually a pretty good sign that I'm harboring something unpleasant, so I took the day off sick. I think this is actually the first time I've taken a complete sick day since I've started working for the Client, so nobody will be complaining too hard.

Besides, Lyndon is off in Pleasanton until tomorrow (read: the TV is off), the place is quiet (see last parenthetical statement), and if I'm feeling better later on I may even vacuum. So it's all good.