OMG, I am sooo sick.  I'm exhausted, I feel like I'm going to shake apart, I can't regulate my temperature, I can't bear the thought of food, and it feels like a little package of acid exploded in my insides.  I haven't felt this bad since I outgrew my Still's disease.  Actually, that's exactly what this feels like: my bad Still's days.  Oh, wouldn't that be irony: to get both the juvenile and adult on-set forms...

Despite my illness, and I managed to get the closet organizers built last night.  4 hours from when I got to home to when I put down my tools and was done.  Not bad for a very sick little girl.  Of course the front room, bedroom and bathroom are totally trashed right now.  That will get fixed eventually. 
Pictures will be posted...eventually.  I am too wiped out to bother about getting them off my camera right now.  I seriously want to lie down on the floor and sleep.  Sleep last night wasn't the best, with the tossing and the moaning and the severe pain...  And I've got six more hours at this job and then a show to run tonight.  Got to conserve my energy.  Walking up a flight of stairs damn near killed me.

You know, I might deal with being sick better if I wasn't so obnoxiously healthy almost all of the time...