I am grateful that I had a three day weekend in which to rest, take drugs and basically drool on myself. It was about all I was good for. But I am feeling not only better, I have my spunk back. Over the last few days I've had moments were I felt 'better' but when the option was between computer or bed. Bed won, hands down.
As for the Red Bar of Doom
(The word count you should be at for the day)
However, this Nano the cat seems to be depicting-- if I open my eyes wide enough and look to the distant horizon I might just be able to catch a glimpse of the Red Bar of Doom.
I say to the Red Bar of Doom, "Whatever! The month is young and I've kept every pom pom waive and cheer given to me and they will see me through. HA! Take that, Red Bar of Doom!!"