Yeah, I did not end up cleaning the rats cage last night.  Felt too awful.  Tommy promised to do it today before he went to work, so I gave up the responsibility, for once.

Instead, I took a long bath, which took care of some of the cramps, but not the main complaint.  I was still pretty ill as of waking up this morning.  I haven't had any trouble since coming to work, but my intestines feel all weird.  Also forgot my water bottle: shitty.

I brought along a box of ginger-mint tea to dose myself through the day.  I REALLY hate being sick.

Long day, today, noon to nine, and it promises to be slow until show time, around six.

I saw this in the lake at Piedmont Park the othe day, and just had to take a picture.  Why take a picture of nasty bubbles in a green, putrescent lake?  Come on, children of the eighties and Henson-lovers, say it with me: NO!!  NOT THE BOG OF ETERNAL STENCH!!!

 
Not exact, but damn close!