Wake up. Eat, read, take placebos, watch TV, repeat. Feel under-the-weather all day. Go to bed. This is my life now.

What kind of life is this? Headache, sore throat, and stuffy nose are beginning to seem normal. If I wake up well tomorrow I don't know how I'll recognize it.

I want to laugh at something. I tried watching A Night At The Opera and my face cracked maybe once. I found all the Marx brothers completely annoying. Leonard is currently looking for a Goon …

Leonard thinks I have the flu. Makes sense. Still feeling at sixes and sevens.

I went for a short walk and Leonard made his hot-n-spicy noodle soup for me and now I'm 80% better. Thank goodness.

I can't remember the last time I was this ill for this long. Thank goodness Leonard is taking care of me. If this lasts through tomorrow then I should seek real medical attention. Read: Pratchett's …

Yesterday I was well enough to go to work, where I got hit by a barrage of jerkitude by customers. Maybe that lowered my immune system's defenses, because I woke up today with a relapse …

An update long overdue (I got the corrective email in March).

I still have no punchline for the set-up "Asra Nomani is standing alone in Mecca..." But you can read my review of her book. It seems unfair to judge Standing Alone in Mecca as a …

'But Bertie has no other way of living,' said Charlotte. 'Then, in God's name, let him marry Mrs. Bold,' said Madeline. And so it was settled between them. But let the gentle-hearted reader be under …