FRI to the DAY!

And not a moment too soon. It's been a hell of a week. But at least I know I can't catch anthrax in the next five days.

Yes, Cipro is coursing through my veins.

We will not speak of it.

In other news, the countdown to Thanksgiving has started and my house is a wreck, the dog needs a bath, I have no furniture (when did my living room get so empty?), nor do I even have a turkey.

I'll just dazzle everyone with my pretty hair.

And my lack of anthrax.

I do have plenty of alcohol.