Glah.

My household is now entering week 2983740934899238742 of the Godless Plague flu. I'll be back soonly. For now, the neo citran-benelyn cocktails will be running my life.

I would blog about something else, but the only place I've been outside of my house are the glorious, replenishing aisles of Shopper's Drug Mart where I slithered along like the flu-slug I've turned into, filling my little easter basket with pills and potions.

I'm only here because my kids are hogging the couch. BooOoooOoooooo.