Happy New Year, Ugh

Fever, aches, um....fever, um.....chills and very frequent trips to the porcelain god. I got "it", I passed out at work yesterday because of "it". My co-worker horked out his lungs, I kept it all in for as long as I could until I started ramblin' "not at work"....and....*splat*......virus? food poisoning? can't say except that pepto bismol & gingerale are my friends. Things could be worse, like my back going out again that would suck ass, or say this could happen and if I don't give tough love to the book collection it will happen to me someday as well, oy. So as I kiss off this freaky and bizarre year I do so with my blankey and my toilet and anticipate that 2004 will fair better and so will I. Sweet Mary mudda of Hey Soos.