Looks pretty out there

but really, I’m not risking it again. Went out for two hours yesterday to run errands, get drugs, and fruit, and it wrecked me.

This .

Sucks.

Ass.

I’m waking up every morning feeling worse than I went to bed, although I feel better going to bed than I did upon waking up the previous morning.

Eating fruits and veggies today, as is my idiom for day 4. Tomorrow will be equally shut in, but I’ve got it covered.

I got a call from my Brother yesterday, and it looks like he’ll be coming over for a visit this Saturday. so I’m going to attempt to clean the casa somewhat (unpacking my bags from GenCon will be a start. There are a a couple other post-convention calls I need to make (my job really never ends, it just slows down), but the urge to crawl back into bed and wake up in September is mighty.

Time will tell. After all, these vegetables aren’t going to eat themselves.