What in the world am I doing?

I’m still sick.  I should not be at work right now.  I should be at home, in my jammies, asleep.

Delirium and the giggles have set in.  I wonder what I’ve been e-mailing my clients all morning?  Gah, it’s only 2pm.  In three more hours rainbow armadillos shooting stars out of their butts will seem the status quo.