War of Peanutland

Ok men... this is it. We've come to that point. The time to test our training, our skills, and our will. It's time to take back our land... to reclaim what is rightfully ours. This is our land and we will not be removed from it. Can you smell victory? Can you taste victory? I can feel victory in the air!!!! On my command, we fight... we win... ATTACK!!!!!

That is the speech General Antibody just gave his troops. In case you haven't figured it out, I am talking about my antibodies waging a war on the virus that has apparently found residence in my body. As the day has progressed, I am feeling more ill. I am convinced that my immune system is under attack. I am sick.

This is definitely not the best time for this to be happening. I needed to survive until Turkey time. Geez. Oh well... it is what it is. I have decided to forfeit the rest of today. I've going to get a nice combo of drugs and rest to send as aid for the troops. Go... Fight... Win!!!!