Koigu Cables and an Apology
And the apology: I kind of ducked out on you guys again, didn't I?? I've been experiencing the adventure that is called "The Changing of the Meds" and I've been all hermity. If hermity is a word. Well it is now. Anyhoo, I've just started the new meds after a steep and rapid slide off the old ones, and it's going swimmingly (comparatively speaking). By which I mean I am not trying to convince the neighbours that I am in fact Paris Hilton on a factfinding mission for the CIA, nor am I contemplating spending the rest of my life under the doona (comforter/quilt) with only a torch, a book and a feeding tube for company. I am grumpy, tired (I've said it before and I'll say it again, insomnia BLOWS CHUNKS), occasionally lightheaded, and having trouble concentrating on anything for more than about five minutes (all those who said to themselves "so what's new?" may now smack themselves upside the head), but I am also aware that it could be a heck of a lot worse.
Chris, I will send you a little something for your birthday, I am sorry it will be so late! And Kelly, I am assembling your package, I am sorry it will be so late!
I'll leave you with a gem from Dave: "You have every right to be scared, but you also have every reason to be optimistic."
This (and also possibly the violet-flavoured white chocolate truffles) is only one of the reasons he's a keeper.