I may have been on my ass for the better part of a week, but the world kept on spinning, iraq is still heading to the abyss, W is still wearing a rose colored monacle and the amount of work i haven’t done is grown to a ridiculous pile of dren. My beloved laptop couldn’t handle my illness and is asleep in it’s bag. it’s memory is shot …again. I have most of my voice back and my breathing isn’t as bad. but boy i just want to go back to sleep, is that too much to ask?