Oubliette - (noun, french) a little place of forgetting. A small, windowless room where someone is locked away, forgotten, left to go mad.
This is my personal place to rant and rave like the lunatic I am, my oubliette. It's dark, quiet, and I come here to forget about things. Or maybe to remember them. After all, where does insanity end, and insight begin?
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
i'm not dead yet!
Despite what I may think, I'm not dead yet. Yes, I still have the bronchitis, and I have yet to go back to work. I've been getting better, it's just been a very slow process, slower than I would like. I'm thinking I may have had pneumonia after all. Dr. F said that he didn't think I was quite there, but went ahead and treated me for pneumonia - heavy duty antibiotics. So, I guess I'll keep taking kitty pictures and catching up on previous seasons of The West Wing.
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