Not just aimless ramblings, feverish ramblings. I haven't been feeling too pretty good for awhile but I've been fighting it off. Or at least trying to. I finally went to the doctor and got a scrip for a Z-pac, I should be better soon. Today I came home from work and crashed for 3 or 4 hours, that seemed to help a bit. Now, I feel like crawling back into bed for more. Only problem is the cold outside; I need to cover up all my plants outside and I dread going out there in the cold. Oh, well, best be off, one way or another.