Dysentery: A Novel.

Dear Terps,
Sorry I missed yesterday's fun and excitement. I forgot to mention that amidst all the other good times I was having last Friday evening, one of the kids also had a stomach virus. She was kind enough to share. I would have been at work yesterday, but was having to stay in my bed at precisely the right angle in order to ward off the dysentery. Not that it helped. The dysentery had its way with me anyway. It was just one of those days where you put your Pepto in a little brown bag and swig it right out of the bottle. Awesome.
So, what did I miss?

- Confusia

Dear Confusia,

I think what you really mean is what DIDN'T you miss...
So apart from reading a science quiz to some kids (and don't get me wrong, I love saying endoplasmic reticulum, sadly I REALLY do...), the only other interesting thing that happened to me was talking to Atlas whom I have not spoken to since the poop hit the fan. It was interesting.
So, in a very unTerpsichorean move, I decided that I had to try to clear the air with him, because I feel like both he and I handled things in the wrong way and I didn't expect that we'd just make everything picture perfect, but I did hope that I could at least feel a little better knowing that there was one less person out there planning my demise. In other words, I'm too old to hold grudges and have people sending negative energy my way, so I decided to make nice. It started off, well, not so good, but I think by the end of the day it was ok. Only time will tell. Either way, I did my part and can feel good about that.
So, congratulations on your diet plan. I have always said that dysentery provides the perfect mix of sphincter muscle exercises and appetite supsressant! How are you feeling today?

Later!
Terps

Sadly, I also think it's pretty fun to say Endoplasmic Reticulum. Birds of a feather...
I didn't get to work on the book today. I will tomorrow, God willing. It was very busy today. Filing for the VP, furniture being moved around my classroom. Really exciting stuff.
So, I can't believe you told me about this Atlas thing, but didn't post any of his e-mails. Dont tease.
Yes, I may not actually be any thinner, but I FEEL thinner. Does that count? The appetite does seem somewhat diminished when you're thinking about what that dinner is going to look like on the reverse trip. Also, well, on second thought, I'll leave my sphincter muscle comment in my head for now...FOR NOW da dum, da dum, da dum...