I feel like a truck ran me overrrrr. Ow. I started feeling ucky last night, and when I woke up this morning, I stayed in bed for some 2 hours because I just didn't want to move. This sucks, because it means no excursion to Springfield, no Denise set, no Pan's Labyrinth. *sigh* The only thing it DOES mean is lots of sitting or laying down. And probably crocheting too. I still need to make a laptop bag and a new purse...but that requires all that walking. Maybe tomorrow.