Mar 302011

The stomach bug has now made the entire rounds of the house. The Artist started throwing up last night, and I don’t know anyone who hates throwing up more than he does. The hall bathroom is a pretty foul place right now; Alpha Geek made an effort to clean it up a little, but he’s still not 100% and couldn’t really scrub it as it needs. It will probably be a few more days before anyone is up to cleaning it properly.

The Director and I have improved a little; he was able to keep down some cereal this morning, and I’m no longer too nauseous to drink anything. Don’t know if I’ll be able to take the test tomorrow, though.

Right now the Artist is in his room, probably sleeping. The Director is watching DVDs in the living room. I’m sitting on my bed, where I’ve been since yesterday morning, because it’s only three running steps to the master bathroom. I’m amazed I have anything left in my digestive system to expel.

Duchess is hanging out on the bed with me. She’s not an empath like Charlie, she’s just lonely and doesn’t understand why no one will play with her.

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