I had to head over to the pharmacy Saturday to get antibiotics. I've been too sick to post the three miles I walked then until now. Oh, and, YES, it's my third sinus infection of the season. It was a miracle that I got there and back.
Sunday I felt so sick I was crying like I was when I saw Maddie Hayes' Aunt Rita die (off screen) in December 1986.
Or when Futurama ended.
Each and every time time.
Or, when AT40 stopped using Billboard's Hot 100 in November 1991.
My world really ended then.
Oh, or on September 11, 2001.
Maybe I just can't cope with not knowing when PRAS6 is returning, huh?