I’m feeling terrible. For want of a better analogy, I must liken myself to an eviscerated mummy swathed in resin-soaked bandages of work and chores. Following up with the air-conditioner, the plumber, and the tv-repairman – getting everything reinstalled while struggling to finish an art-assignment by tomorrow and a writing assignment by Monday, is bound to have me mummified before my time is up.
I’m stealing a few minutes to thank Anand, Scott, and Ishita for nominating me for the Liebster award. I am honored that they thought my malarkey deserved this lovely award – I promise to make my post on the award when I return from the dead.
Thanks for not letting me fade away in the mists of time…
Anandhotep shall rise again!