Still feeling like death warmed over. I’m okay in the mornings, but by mid-afternoon I’m dead on my feet and my nose is draining like the Amazon Basin.

Anecdotal reports peg the blaaaaagghghhh stage of thiis plague as lasting around a week–cough lingers awhile longer–so I’ve still got a couple of days to go. Yay.

I really prefer the knock-down-flat BRIEF plague. It’s harder on the system, but easier on the productivity. This lingering malaise doth suck.

On the bright side, one of my older paintings–the Water Mouse–got a daily deviation outta the blue over at DA. So that’s cool!