It's cold out. The sky: gray. The air: crisp. The leaves: moribund. Don't get me wrong. I love fall just as much as any other basic white girl. In fact, I'm sipping on a spiced latte as I type this. See? But I get anxious as autumn rolls around--not because of the ten months of …
Happy Hump Day, everyone! How are you? Me? I'm still sick. That is, I keep getting sick, it seems while my immune system is recovering, but still vulnerable (Thanks, Rebif!). It's been over a month of cyclical sickness, punctuated by the normal post-injection "flu" (No, seriously...thanks, Rebif!). So, here I sit. My complexion: pallid. My eyes: glassy. My hair …
it's only a bruise. 