I am ill

Deathly ill. or, you know, it just seems that way.

h_i_s was updated today, simply because I had most of the episode written before Ernie and Theo and Lav hit me with their bunny. Because my mind is so fuzzy and my vision is watery and I can't stop coughing, so there's no way I can concentrate on a new DT or DF installment.

I even went to work today. I think everyone around me wanted me gone, though, cause I kept coughing on everything. If I'm just as bad tomorrow I'll stay home for everyone's sake *nods*

Oh god, and we had no tissues in the house so I couldn't take anything to work, so I had to use rough toilet paper on my poor nose. I. am. miserable.

On a different note, I've honestly been giving some thought to taking This Is Not A Story About Lavender and expanding it into something original? Maybe? It would require research (the BAIN of my EXISTANCE!) of: clairvoyance (sp? too tired to check), divining, gardening, farming, carpentry, PR agencies, ghosts & paranormal activities, etc... I'd displace it to somewhere in the US, since that'd be easier for me to write. Obviously. So... a lot of work all in all. Not sure it'd be worth it. Plus, I'd have to come up with new names. I think I'd keep Lavender, though. Because the title's grown on me :)

In other news:

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