maybe. Unless this is like in the movies when the victim rallies right before they die, then lurch back to life jaws a'snapp'n.
I seem to be recovering nicely from my brush with death. I know you were all deeply concerned.
I was quite worried because this Saturday is NKOTB Saturday. There will be unhealthy food, numerous cocktails, and ridiculous girlish shenanigans. I need to be at full Quiana power to handle this kind of excitement. Wait for pix! Teehee. Yay!
In other news I watched The Quantum of Solace, which I really liked. You should watch it too. Going to the movies yesterday made me just as exhausted as working for 8 hours today, which either says that I am recovering well OR that work is just butt-sitting.
Where was I going with this?
No idea whatsoever.
1. Not dead.
3. 007= good times.
And that was my awesome story about uhm... nothing.