Please don't forget that Thursday is usually our day for guest blogs. I don't have any submissions for today but if YOU'D like to be featured in the weeks ahead, please take a glance at our guest blogging guidelines and drop me a line at chris.brecheen@gmail.comI really was going to try to get the second semifinal poll up today. Polls are pretty easy to get up even though they take some time and energy on another website to create. Then tomorrow I was going to do a bigger update.
And then THIS happened.
I am become pestilence, plaguer of worlds.
I spent three-hours in the midnight hour crying, "Cough. Cough. Cough." *puts on sunglasses and pumps right fist* With a rebel yell, I cried "Cough. Cough. Cough." (If you don't get that, it's because I make thirty-year old pop-culture references; don't worry about it.)
I'll never know for sure if I wouldn't have gotten sick anyway (The Contrarian did cough into my open mouth at one point near the apex of his own cold), but I'm sure being absolutely emotionally REKT and stressed to the edge of my breaking point dealing with cancer didn't help. Last week I put in 82 hours and had a series of 16 hour days.
My brain isn't melting in my pan. It's just a rotten cold. There is probably some "it" sucking up that this cupcake could do. But my "Shrug It Off™" tanks are critically low, and I may need whatever reserves I have for the almost daily emergency doctor visits and last second tag-ins.
So....I am going for the jazziest of hands today, and then bedrest. And I think T.C. and I might have to do a Pixar marathon this afternoon.
Tomorrow I'll get that second semifinal poll up, and if I get a lot of work done this weekend, I'll have a personal update on Monday as well as something that's actually "About Writing" on Friday.
~blows you all kisses and promises this blog is going to stop sucking soon~
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