Well, as the title implies, I am currently fighting through my annual sickness. Runny nose, sore throat, hacking and coughing, body ache, fever, the whole nine yards (rather appropriate for a nine-tailed vixen like myself.) I'm now in Day 4 of this, and the worst is easing back. Truth be told, perhaps worse than the sickness is the effect of NyQuil on me. A single, normal, day-to-day dose not only puts me into a deep, dreamless, near-coma sleep, but the next 24 hours after waking are a muzzy-headed zombified experience. Thankfully, I was able to take the day off, and, at the time of this writing, shall soon be bedding down to shake free of the rest of the NyQuil's evil influence.

This aside, my current job as a courier, while it absolutely eats my time and energy completely, is relatively routine, and eminently handle-able, a matter for which I'm grateful.

To all who care to watch and notice my journals, please, for the love of all the gods, take care of your health. After all, if you don't have your health, then, well, what DO you have that's worthwhile? Please, all, be well. I love all those around me, and sickness is a harsh problem.

Love to you all,
Mika