Two days down. Wednesday morning, I woke up feeling a bit unstable, then spent two and a half hours puking.

Did you know that you can vomit hard enough to burst capillaries in your eyes?

I didn't, till yesterday. It's better now, but yesterday I was set to tell people that I was the understudy for Sauron.

So, two days spent trying to rehydrate, and figure out what the hell happened. It wasn't like food poisoning, or a hangover, or anything I've ever experienced before. But it left me weak, and drowsy in the heat.

In the office today. Glasses, a tendency to duck my head and avoid eye contact, and a half-gallon of Gatorade. No coffee -- the three cups I've tried over the past two days have both tasted funny -- so there's a caffeine-withdrawal headache behind my eyes as well.

A quiet weekend would be good.