If you’ve spent time with me you may be aware that I am the first person ever in the entire history of humanity to ever get sick. Ever. Thus, I am slightly mildly hysterical about a doctor’s appointment today. I haven’t been to the doctor in almost 48 hours, and we certainly can’t have that, so off we go! In the event I can’t post for a bit, I moved my twitter update widget to the top of this page because that’s easily up-dateable. I know you wouldn’t want to go a day without my sparkling wit and magnetic personality. And because I signed up for blog365 and, damnit, it’s August, and I’m not giving up that easily.

Sorry I can’t give you a more poetic post to tide you over. 85% of my brain is tied up with worrying.* In honor of the Olympics, I am taking worrying to a higher level.

Speaking of the Olympics, I was going to have a hissy fit about the equestrian events being on Oxygen, a network we don’t get, but I’ve discovered we do get Oxygen. Of course, the onscreen line-up doesn’t match the schedule of televised events so I’m not sure trying to Tivo the dressage competition is going to be wildly successful. As soon as the Olympics are over I’m blocking that infernal network so Tivo doesn’t start recording Tori Spelling reality show marathons and colon cleansing infomercials. Have you ever actually watched the Oxygen network? I shudder just thinking about it.

*10% is prodding the other 85% to read a book or do something productive because worrying causes wrinkles and the remaining 5% is trying to recall the lyrics to a Fixx song.