Yesterday was awful. All the aches and pains of being confined to a tiny space for more than a day jumped up and bit me in the butt, and I’m also struggling with a bad case of jet lag and the crankies. So I spent yesterday in an achey, woozy fog, and today looks only slightly better.
Then to top it all off, the internet connection at my house died. I could not communicate with the rest of the world from my comfy chair, and I was too messed up to stagger someplace with a live connection. I dropped off the internet for most of yesterday, which, considering my mood, might have been a good thing.
Also, this morning I read this story about resurrecting Renaissance technologies. Internet down, and people are building wooden printing presses and trying to bring back bookmaking? Definitely signs that we’re in the End Times.
The way I feel right now, though, I’m just going to bow to the zombies, presenting them my head, and tell them to eat and get it all over with.