I have been so sick this past week; I am exhausted. I had to request an extension for two papers due on 04 December and have missed some much needed work. Even my eyelashes hurt from retching and coughing and I think I have lost 7lbs through fevered tossing. I also had the worst fevered tossed nightmare that featured the entire contents of The Norton Anthology of Theory and Criticism, my sister, Red Riding Hood, failing both assignments and having to present a masterclass on metafiction.  Oh  boy, that was a doosey!

As I have nothing of interest or sense to say here is Eddie Izzard. Death Star Lego