you wanna slow down? eat my insurrection!

as mentioned earlier to Our Favourite Postie Paul, i'm actually not dead yet. just slightly ill. unfortunately, despite the presence of some rather nasty, muculent virus in my system, no one has yet seen fit to write "a lyrical evocation of [my] foliage" while so infected. le sigh. *puts hand to forehead tragically whilst otherwise mock-channelling the ghosts of Peter Murphy's cheekbones---in chlorophyll-infused form, of course*

as a token of my something-or-other for thee; here, have this: Bush Candidacy in Peril in Alabama.

...nah, it's just too easy. even for me. XD

perhaps more later, as mucus amusement/necessity/outrage/etc. strikes.