I’m baaaaaack.
I’m also sick, tired and surrounded by dirty laundry and overdue bills. Lucky me. Trust me when I say that the life of the jet-setter is not everything those cheap novels would have you believe. However, if I wasn’t so busy wiping greenish-yellow mucus from my nose & eyes, sneezing my brains out and coughing up whatever was left of my spleen, I would tell you what a fabulous time I had during the last month.
Even though my body continues to find new and exciting ways to thoroughly disgust me.
I doubt anybody actually even noticed my absence, but in case any of you woke up in the wee hours of a cold morning in a pool of your own sweat and urine screaming, “Where’s GeekMan?!?” to the ghosts in your closet, let me say that you’re concern is touching.
Pathetic, but touching nevertheless.
During this last month, I got to stay in a two bedroom condo in Florida while being paid to go fishing, visit Scotland and tour the entire country with my lovely girlfriend, and finally got paid to sail on the Queen Elizabeth 2 out of NYC for 6 days.
I know, I know. But what can I say? I’m a martyr for my work.
It will take me a few days to recover from my cold, which means I’ll be healthy just in time to go to another wedding this weekend. I don’t really expect to post on a regular schedule until next Monday at the earliest. Next week I plan on having a story about my Scotland trip up on the site, complete with lots of pictures and some silly commentary. Since I took over 1,000 pictures in Scotland, it will take me a couple of days to sort them properly and size them for the web.
Have I told you how much I love my camera? No? Well then, there it is.
Anywaste, even though I had a wonderful time this last month, I’m glad to be back home. I plan on returning to writing here on a regular schedule again by next week, right after I attend another wedding and right before I have another meeting with my dentist, Dr. D. Kay.
Now, does anyone know if a lung is yellowish-tan with flecks of blood? Because I think I just coughed it up onto my desk. Ew.
From my experience of coughing up similar items recently, I can say with complete certainty that you did not, in fact, cough up a lung. However, it could be a chunk of brain. If you suddenly feel dumber now, you should probably consult a physician.
Oh, I almost forgot: it’s good to have you back. I did actually wake up in the wee hours of a cold morning in a pool of my own sweat and urine screaming, “Where’s GeekMan?!?!?!”
I wish I knew how the hell you knew that.
hay can you don’t write about your greenish-yellow mucus and yellowish-tan with flecks of blood please !!!
Sounds like a yummy case of bronchitis (from one who gets it every time she’s trapped in a smoke filled room). Should your MD prescribe sulfa, let me recommend that you also take acidopholus, with every meal.
Glad to see you back!
Ahh, you’re back. And you are sick too. I hope you feel better soon. I’d tell you what you have, but it’s either the flu, or bronchitis, or allergies, or an illness (I’m terribly smart).
YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh dear, Scotland does that to people. That’s why we’re the unhealthiest country in the world. But… apropos of that, let me say how lovely it was to meet (and infect) you and HB for that evening, and if you say anything bad about me in your Scotland journal, I’ll do a DDOS on you.
Haha! Hope the QE2 wasn’t *too* painful. Maybe you’ve got sick ship syndrome.
Welcome home, Geek Man… hock a lugie for me.
Hey! Don’t call me pathetic! My late night screams for you only happened about once a week though… otherwise I was just generally sullen and pouty.
I haven’t been waking up and shouting ‘where is GeekMan’, since I already forgot about you. However, now that you are back, I can recommence waking up and shouting ‘where is GeekMan’, only to realize he’s just a few clicks away.
God is connected again. Phew!
That went on for entirely too long.
Welcome back, Geekman