Sigh...just when you think it is safe to go back in the water, life has a way of throwing a large shark in your direction.
I had last night all planned out...go home, feed my two little piranha, work on my Marines and watch some TV. Instead I end up in the ER for some IV antibiotics and an overnight stay. Sucks all around. Just to show you I have my priorities straight, once I was sure my Piranha (kids) would be OK, I considered sending someone after some of my paints and mini's so I would have something to do. Reality reared it's ugly head when I realized I felt waaaaaay to sick to do any painting...Once again the proper priorities re-asserted themselves and I decided that the doctor wouldn't have sent me to hospital if it wasn't serious...so I should just lay back not complain to much and let the med's work...
HOUSE!...it was Tuesday night and I would miss House! (sorry it is the one TV show I like). I conned my children into taping it for me (they do provide useful services from time to time). I guess I wasn't feeling that poorly...
Anyway, I got sprung this morning and came home to work on my Marines with a vengeance (sleep) or baring that at least get my army list into a usable fashion (sleep), or check my bills (sleep)...sleep...lots of it...
Tim, annoyed they call him...
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