Ugh. This sucks. I feel like crap. Yesterday was a good day at work, last nite a great evening of technical difficulties attended to in an expert fashion by my good friend Pinoyboy. I went to bed satisfied that my issues were behind me, and settled in for a nice night of blissful sleep. Yeah…right.

Around 3am… I awoke, hacking and coughing and I suddenly realized… I’m about to hork my guts up. Run! I made it to the bathroom in just enough time to sacrifice a mass of chymous sludge into the porcelain god. Ewww. I crawled my way back to bed and repeated this horrific event two more times until I finally passed back out. Needless to say I’m home today and I’m scared to death to eat anything.

Sigh. I’m going back to bed.