And here's October's design, again by Owl Beth! So the people regretting the loss of butterflies, at least it's by the same designer, so I hope that it will do.

I am sick.

Yesterday I went down to the 5th floor to talk to Ken, we exchanged literally three words, his very raspy, I turned away and took about four steps, and they went "Fine. Fine. Fine. Ahem--what's that gravel doing in my throat?"

I know I comment on this every time I get sick, and it's wildly dull, but I don't remember this ever happening before a few years ago--always then it would be that I would go to sleep well and wake up sick, or suddenly realize that I've been feeling sick for a couple of hours, never one second right as rain and the next second sick like a dog.

Actually, this is a remarkably quick illness, as I felt the first twinge around noon yesterday, by 2p I was snorfling and grasping for Kleenex, and by five I wanted to die.

When I woke up this morning, I actually felt as though I was on Day Three, and it hadn't even been 24 hours yet, so who knows, maybe I'll be well tomorrow!

Of course, yesterday was impossibly busy at work, so I had to more or less ignore my little detour to Phlegm City.

That end of the quarter shit meant that yesterday we had to do the regular check run that would normally be on Tuesday, the courier/consultant check run that would be on Friday, and the monthly and quarterly check run that we do on the first day of the month/quarter--like the rents, etc.

I was there from 10a to 9p. No going home early for this sick little spartan! Thank God it's the weekend.

But I cannot spend the whole day in bed, no matter how much I would like to, know why? Because today is the infamous next Saturday and I'm going to the city to see Melissa and Anne.

I wouldn't miss it for the world, even if I had to crawl on bloody stumps or whatever, but I sure wish that I could go without carrying a roll of toilet paper.

Because I don't have Kleenex, not because of my intestines. Thank goodness. See, it can always be worse!

Today's horoscope:
Try something different today. Be open to ideas from others. You'll discover a new activity which brings you pleasure.

One year ago today:
Man, nothing is worse than thinking that it's Saturday, and it's not even Friday!

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