Blech

I came home from work sick today after not even getting to work until late because of spectacular digestive pyrotechnics.
My tummy hurt so much, it woke me from a dead sleep two and a half hours early, then I spent a half hour trying to convince myself I wasn't going to be sick before I got up and was, well, sick.
Horribly and violently so.
I at least feel good that I rallied my troops and got into work for a few hours. It's not enough to save the world, but maybe I at least saved some trouble.