Ear Candy

Writing to you from the depths of illness again.  Mostly (I hope thanks in part to my utter and complete laziness yesterday, because I otherwise wouldn’t be able to live with that level of inertia) better today, except for a completely raw throat, fatigue, and residual soreness.  I didn’t go to my 9 am this morning, but will go to my 2:30. Present at the very least (but just barely) in body.

I slept for two hours today.  I never nap. I have never before in my life napped, except in the car.  But I’ve just been so tired that there’s no helping it, so I have to assume this is what my body wants.  My cat Minerva is doing her best to assist, mainly by fwumping her grande dame voluptuousness down on me so I lose all willpower to rise.  And I’m having fever dreams (that would make a surreal list).