The Stories We Tell

Apologies for the week of silence, but in an attempt at compensation here are two stories explaining the absence.

The Story I Tell Myself

It's been a full week, which started with the boiler that feeds my radiators dying. As a result, between last Thursday night and this Tuesday morning, the temperature in my condo never rose above 62 degrees. Getting out of bed was tough. At the same time, whatever the hell it was that I picked up on my Antarctica cruise turned into bronchitis, and the constant cough has been kicking my ass. It's hard to sleep when your constantly coughing, and getting through the day isn't much better. Add to that being behind at work due to the Antarctica trip, and needing to gear up for the rapidly approaching holiday, and I've been pretty wiped. With little happening on the cancer front, it was hard to get motivated to post.

The Story an Observer Might Tell

You bought Rise of the Tomb Raider and have spent every free moment for the last week on your X-Box.


I'll leave it as an exercise for the reader to decide which is more true.