Huh? What happened? Who's there?
We’re slightly delirious and, while not in the full throes of influenza madness, we’re still quite sick. Nasty little antigenic brute, that flu bug.
We were upright for several hours yesterday. Upright and speaking in near-complete sentences and actually taking the occasional interest in things outside of the four-foot bubble of malaise that typically surrounds the recovering influenza patient.
We’re not curled up in that pathetic moaning fetal ball, but we’re not actually capable of much more than channel surfing or lying about and blinking, wondering when the heavy blanket of post-fluvial fatigue will lift and we’ll be able to focus on matters relating to comedy.
It might come sooner than we think– who would have dreamed, 36 hours ago, that we’d be typing this 36 hours later? And making sense? We are making sense, right? It’s hard to tell right now.
Stay tuned.
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