
Food Poisoning.
Back at work now, very weak. Tea. Crackers. Soup.
I welcome your sympathy.
Props to Daniel for taking such good care of me, and putting up with my feverish rantings.

There he is! Giving the Glasgow buses what they need: a little bit of heart. Whatta guy.
2 Comments:
I can only imagine how much buyer's remorse you must've felt looking at that plate of deviled eggs.
10:28 PM
Let's just say that 2nd time is DEFINITELY not the charm. Cheers! *Ting!* (sound of me toasting my sickening illness with a glass of devilled egg flavored champagne, or a devilled-tini) eeeewwwww. I may be ill again.
2:58 PM
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