And I didn’t even know it.
But, whew! It feels good to have this illness defined, because now the healing can begin. Not that my recent David Tennant lust is a danger to myself or others, but it did sort of take my body over unexpectedly with a good amount of side effects, including rapid rises in body temerature, insomnia, an inability to concentrate on work, and a little twitch in my right eye from so many hours in front of the tv.
Yesterday I stumbled upon the brilliant site of a woman who is even more consummed with a bad case of the DTs than I am. Unfortunately, she seems to be contagious, as viewing her site full of screenshots just gave me a worse case of fangirl-itis than I had before. Take a look: ivydoor.livejournal.com
This one is my favorite:
And now, let’s say it all together – clicking your ruby slippers together is optional – “This is supposed to be a Jason Mraz blog, this is supposed to be a Jason Mraz blog, this is supposed to be a Jason Mraz blog…”