Barker’s Barkings.

I have Shingles.

Yes.. Shingles. Doctors usually describe it as “A viral infection of the nerve ends in the skin characterized by pain and itching of the lesions,” but I have to describe it as the suck.

It is quite seriously the most painful thing I’ve ever faced in 27 years of life and getting certain things like the Flu and what not.

The thing that bothers me the most about this is that I’ve been doing the best I can to get myself to a normal “healthy”ness, by walking almost every other day, taking good long scrub baths, and making sure I’m clean. I also have been watching my dietary plans a whole lot.

What’s this get me?

Shingles, and more weight.

This isn’t fair.. or fun.

-A.

I have no idea why.

I had a very odd dream,.. not odd enough to wake me from my slumber.. just enough to stir me from the position I was sleeping in. I guess when I flipped positions, I woke up and now I can’t get back to sleep.

The advantages of waking up so early and having a cat who monitors your entire movements is that when you wander into the computer room to write a blog, they follow you in and take their regular spot.. and promptly, even though you’ve got music playing, fall asleep.

Yes, I’m talking about Shadow. I woke up at about 3:30, and wandered into the computer room to write a blog so you people have some news from me, and cranked up Pandora.com (Theory of a Deadman is playing right now), and found him sitting right next to me a minute later.. sound asleep.

Lucky cat. I wish I could do that.

-A.