I couldn’t feel worse today if I tried: migraine, stomachache, nausea, exhaustion, hot flashes (no, not that kind) interesting…er…digestive activities, plus the worst commute since chariots clogged Roman roads—and in a loaner car, no less, since my car is in the shop, with, according to the latest, the upholstery to its convertible top completely removed in a hunt for an elusive leak. And my tinnitus is driving me insane. Rather than infect everyone with my poopy mood, I think this usually more cheerful blogger needs to take a blogging break for the day, don’t you? Due to the Labor Day holiday, no posting on Friday or Monday either, but I’ll be back in fine fettle next Wednesday, cross my heart. In the meantime, everybody go visit Malvina at Vaire’s site. One look at her cheered even me up! Oh, and Vaire is knitting my Alhambra sock pattern! See her version here.
Update: Feeling much better now, most likely buoyed up by the good wishes of my Dear Readers. Thank you, Cuz, StalkerAngie, Nathania, Norma, Barb, Rachael, and Vaire. I suppose I should have mentioned—which will explain, Cuz, why I was at work—this ailment, whatever it is, comes on pretty regularly, so I know it's something that can just be waited out, especially if I apply liberal amounts of ibuprofen and caffeine. Don't know what it is (although The Mysterious K insists it's ebola), don't know what causes it, DO know I will always get better.
Posted by Ryan at September 1, 2004 09:49 AMMWAH! And a hug, too. I typoed "guh" and one of those might do for this kind of day, too. Hang tight and enjoy the long weekend...
Posted by: Rachael on September 1, 2004 11:11 AMOh, darlin! Hope the poopy mood passes soon. And the physical symptoms too. Sending you lots of love and virtual smooches.
Posted by: Nathania on September 1, 2004 11:19 AMhope your fettle resumes its usual sunny (well, the seattle equivalent of course) attitude-
be happy-
Posted by: barb in texas on September 1, 2004 11:32 AMCuz, what are you even doing at work? I believe the root of your problem is the concentrated waves of poison coming out of New York right now. Go home and pull the shades 'til Tuesday.
Posted by: Cuzzin Tom on September 1, 2004 12:05 PMOhhhh, damnit. Feel better. That's an order. And I won't take NO for an answer. Baaaa.
Posted by: Norma on September 1, 2004 01:48 PMOh sweetie, as your personal stalker, I order you home and in bed with nothing but relaxing things to do....like sleep. Wish there was something I could do to make you feel better. You just take care of you and your faithful Dear Readers will be here for you when you get back. Virtual hugs and smooches.
Posted by: Stalker Angie on September 1, 2004 02:18 PMOh dear! I'm sorry you're feeling down, I'm also glad that Malvina cheered you up. Feel better soon. :)
Posted by: Vaire on September 1, 2004 02:34 PMRyan--
You poor thing! I hope you're feeling better by now (I got to my blog reading late today) and will be in fine fettle to enjoy the holiday weekend.
Hugs,
Melinda
I won't be mean enough to wonder aloud if the gluttony of your prior post contributed to your downfall, but I'm glad that you're feeling better! Let TMK know that you can probably rule out Ebola unless you start hemorraging from your eyeballs. Be well & rest up.
Posted by: Samina on September 2, 2004 07:00 AMtry this to give you a cheer up: http://www.marmalade.ca/archives/interweb/funny_stuff/index.html
and get some rest. Take care of yourself and we'll see ya soon.
((hug))
Posted by: anj on September 2, 2004 08:21 AMThis is the party I always want to get invited to. Your commenters are just as much fun as you...well, ok, like 99% as much.!!!
Posted by: Norma on September 2, 2004 12:02 PMYou know, Norma, I was beginning to wonder about that. When I firsted started to notice my commenters were special, I explained it away by saying they were just special to *me* because they took time out of their busy schedule to read my blog and make comments. But, no; now I see they are in fact brilliant, humorous, above-average in intelligence, sassy, and able to give as good as they get! Smooches to everybody!
Posted by: Ryan on September 2, 2004 02:11 PMSmooches??? In your condition? That's how epidemics get started!!! I can just imagine the stories now. Mystery Ailment Pops Up in Random Pattern Around Globe [editor's note: randomness is not a pattern--delete]. Outcroppings in Texas, Oregon, Northern California, Arizona. Grumpy people gulping ibuprofen with their coffee cause shares of Starbucks and Merck to rise dramatically. Divorce rate spikes--lawyers ecstatic except those who were smooched. Supply of plastic bags depleted as people attempt to pick up after poopy moods.
It's all too much--you don't want to carry this misery on your shoulders, Ryan. Really. Just hole up over the weekend and GET BETTER! THEN cast those smooches to the wind.
Posted by: Janine on September 2, 2004 08:29 PMArgh. I'm sorry Ryan. I *get* it. "In A Mood" is a phrase 'round here...all with the sense God gave a goat will give a wide berth to "She Who Is In A Mood."
Now, Ryan the Hutt made me laugh and say "oh yeah! I know how that feels!" Sort of how I feel today after three days at the beach eating, knitting and watching SciFi on Cable.
It will pass.
Those peaches!!! OH. MY. GOD.
*You're* a peach Ms. Ryan. Hang in there and we'll *see* you next week.
Lisa in Oregon
hope you feel better, girlie-girl. i have tinnitus also and it is a bitch :-(
Posted by: vanessa on September 4, 2004 06:17 AMO.K. Ryan. I'm waiting for that dire warning to be replaced with something more cheerful now. Are you over your mood yet? Signed, That Dear Thorn in your paw, Norma
Posted by: Norma on September 8, 2004 07:52 AM