LOOK WHO'S PUKING, TOO
ELECTRIC BUGALOO
For those of you following the little epidemiological study going on here at Green Street, what Elizabeth initially thought was a hangover this morning has been confirmed as the stomach flu.
I am fortunately feeling OK enough to tend to the patient, who is as white as a mime right now, but not nearly as quiet.

And don't worry, little patient, I know that all of that petty, querulous lashing out is just the flubug talking.