SeaHeart

Contrary to popular belief, I have not died. I'm not understandable if you want a verbal sort of communication with me, but we have this lovely thing called the INTERNET where I post my thoughts, so we don't have to RELY on verbal communication which is a VERY GOOD THING when you can't talk.

I've had the flu. I had a fever for five days straight (it might have been longer than five. I can't remember.). How does that even happen? I was majorly delirious during that period. Jenn's birthday was 100% ruined as she was busy having fever and delirium on it. It was horrible and depressing, and I'm not going to go into how depressing it was to have Rachel come all that way to visit us, and then be completely unable to do anything but sit there and be unable to breathe with lots of delirium. I keep bringing up the delirium because it fucking sucked. I thought I was underwater and was breathing water that I occasionally couldn't breathe while people were dying around me. For days. It's like a mermaid dream that just wasn't fun. All mermaid dreams should be fun. It's like a law or something.

Also, during that period of time, my oceanid@oceanid.org went down because my hosting expired and I was too sick to remember. So any emails you sent me to that address in recent weeks are gone. Poop on a cracker. If you sent me something urgent/important, please resend to sarah.e.diemer@gmail.com

This post is not nearly as funny as I wanted to make it. But there you go. :D

I think I'm getting better. That'll be nice to be able to breathe again.