The CT scan went fine. There's an interesting little rush of intense heat that goes right to the clit when they inject the contrast dye through the IV. I wonder what that feels like for guys. I could've had fun with it if I hadn't been being watched. Or if I didn't care if I was being watched. Or if I was allowed to move.

All systems are normal and my health is back to 100 percent. They never did figure out what was wrong with me, but it was not--I repeat NOT--the mysterious Asian pneumonia that is being talked about now. I never had any respiratory problems whatsoever.

Recently, I've been enjoying feeling healthy instead of spending time with my laptop at home. I've also adopted two soldiers overseas, which is likely to futher cut into my diary posting time.

If anyone has fun care package ideas, send them to me. You have to follow the guidelines listed here, and sometimes more restrictions are added to that list. Like I can't send horror comics to one of my guys.

I do have lots of fun stuff to talk about, like my recent foray into crafting and my field trip with Sara to the Fayetteville, GA, location of the Craft Store of Gay. Unfortunately, I did not see anybody who looks like Gawain there. That's too damn bad.

So that's it for now. I'm still alive and kicking. Kicking really good in fact. I've got a couple date reports to write eventually, but other things have priority these days--family, work, the war, our weed-devoured lawns that I haven't been able to mow yet. I need to post a photo of that. It's getting scary. You could lose a shih-tzu in there. And it's all fun and games until somebody loses a shih-tzu.

Okay. Obviously I need to go get something to eat for lunch.