*whimpers*

I thought I'd set my friends filter to 'journals only' and just see what people were up to in the, oh, 36 hours or so that I was offline.

When I hit skip=60, my eyes began to cross. When I hit skip=100, I wondered if I was ever going to eat again this century.

Seriously, folks? You've been quiet all week, and you choose the one day my back is turned to go postaly on me? I haven't seen Doctor Who yet, and love you all to pieces for your judicious lj-cuts, and won't be venturing near the comms until I'm caught up. From the looks of it, some of you had more dramatic times than others. Hope all blood pressure is now returned to normal.

What isn't normal is that overnight I seem to have caught a horrible cold. Again. The last one was a cough and sinus pain and fatigue without much sniffing. This one, I'm going to have to buy Sainsbury's entire supply of tissues. Then go to Tescos. Those of you in the Oxford area, if you see a big red glowing light coming from north Oxford tonight, yup, that's my nose. Ow ow ow ow ow.

I will catch up as best I can, when I can, as well as reporting on my exciting trip into the wilds of Essex and the lovely people I found there. So if you get a comment on a days old post, yup, that's me too :)

On the other hand, you could all save my aching nose brain and let me know in a comment what I missed. *flutters eyelashes* Or link me to something you read/saw that made you happy/cross/blink/yell at the computer.

I'm off to get more tissues...

ETA: Damnit, people, give me a chance here! Every time I try to skip back a page, the same stuff appears because you're all still posting. *flails* Right. That's it. Time for some comm-trimming. Again. *goes to look for scissors*