Damn, this cold is kicking my ass.
In lieu of actual content, allow me to say that the knitting is going well, I have concerns about carpal tunnel (anyone out there have experience with this?), and hey, check out this: Evil Monkey’s Guide To Kosher Imaginary Animals.
Also, selections from Pulp Fiction set to Shakesperean iambic pentameter:
"J: Speak ‘What’ again! Thou cur, cry ‘What’ again!
I dare thee utter ‘What’ again but once!
I dare thee twice and spit upon thy name!
Now, paint for me a portraiture in words,
If thou hast any in thy head but ‘What’,
Of Marsellus Wallace!"
Oh, lovely lovely.
I actually feel worse than I did yesterday- how is that possible? Also, my whole team is sick now. How hateful.
I’m off to attempt knitting in a carpal tunnel wrist brace. Bah. If you had carpal tunnel- no, if you just strongly suspected you had carpal tunnel- and you didn’t want to bother seeing a doctor because you hate them and you’re not too bright, what would you do for care?
Yeah, I know. I know. I’ll call my doctor. Soon, I promise.