no work for me today... (aka food poisoning is fun!)

i'm working on the assumption that if you shit yourself while getting ready for work, that is god* telling you to stay home.

i'm also working on the theory that the fact that it happened while i was gathering up my stuff and about to walk out the door to go to work, instead of say, while i was waiting for the street car, is as an indication of god's* infinite love.



*or, at least, i would be, if i were a god kind of person...