Lay my hands on heaven and the sun and the moon and the stars

[cyrano]

My clever housemate has put forth the theorum that it is not pet dander which has me missing work but instead the recycled air in airplanes and forced exposure to lots of other folks in confined space. Hurrah for smart people! (As an aside, she has been terribly sweet and has made dinner for me to graze on the last couple of nights too.)
Not a whole lot to say--been staying put and trying to get better, trying to remember what I'm supposed to be getting done, that sort of thing. In fact, believe it or not, the main thing that nudged me to post was an internet personality quiz. I'm not really the type to post results, or even take most of them, but this one charmed me.

You are most like Basil, assaulted by bears! Created by Thren. Which Gashlycrumb Tiny are you?

(For those of you who know her, I just found out that Peko is a professor at Harvey Mudd!)