Well my body is still refusing to play by the rules. Exhaustion is ruling right now and I'd be pretty happy if I could get back to my usual state of death warmed up. I think I have now moved from woe is me to anger after another close call yesterday afternoon.
I was going to subject you all to an interpretative dance to express how I feel right now, but thought this little collection from Battlestar Galactica did sum it up quite well. Plus it requires little effort or coordination on my part. Feel free to add your own angry jazz hands.
Stay tuned tomorrow where I move onto denial. I'm thinking mime may be the way to go with that one.
You know you want to ;)