death warmed over--etymology, anyone?

O.M.G., my friends.

I am so ill. I don't do ill, not well anyway. It's so demoralizing and embarrassing (yes, I have a complex), and I want to be taken care of, but I also feel so stupid about that, too.

I had phonedate with hermionesviolin, which I had to cut short to go puke. Again.

*sigh*

Sorry for the recent negativity, y'all. I do not want to be one of those people who only post about the bad shit in their lives (It's raining again! God hates me!), but apparently soul-crushing depression and social anxiety that rachets up eponentially every day plus food poisoning (or whatever this is) cannot be contained.

I promise to return soon to regularly scheduled fannish squee.

How 'bout now? Tell me something awesome about your current fandoms.