The Sky Is Falling

I have no pictures today. If you've come looking for pictures, carry on. I'm well aware of the huge following my artistic photographs have but uh ... sorry. No pictures. None. Sorry.

The monkey pox rages on. What I thought was a sinus infection turned into a cold. This was wonderful because hey, no need to go see the doctor for a cold! The cold is gone and the sinus thing is back, but now it's on the left side of my face, instead of the right. You have absolutely no IDEA how stunningly beautiful I am at this moment. My left eyeball is protruding in a very Mr. Toad-like way and watering fiercely. I can no longer breathe through my nose so I'm wandering the halls of the House Of Torture looking like some mouth breathin' banjo picker from Arkansas (apologies to anyone from the great state of AR). And the piece de resistance ... the skin under my little nose is so dry from repeated blowing that it looks as if my nose has dandruff.

Let me assure you, the lineup of men wanting to date me is mind boggling.

And just to keep matters interesting, a KEY person from my department is MIA and has been all week. This has resulted in much waving of the hands and blustering from people who get paid significantly more than I do. I don't think we need to go into detail as to who's desk all that extra work has ended up on, do we?

Around here, the name of the game is insanity and everyone's signed up to play.