...though it felt like a close call, for a while there. Sometime around Thursday evening my organs began to liquify. Friday was a bit unpleasant. Saturday was downright awful. Sunday brought on thoughts of "someone please kill me" every once in a while. Thankfully, things were much better on Monday morning, and continued to improve throughout the day, to the point that I can now honestly say that life might actually be worth living after all. I hope like hell that I didn't give whatever plague I had to anyone I associated with over the weekend.