Like being beaten with a sack of oranges.

Activity here at The Jersey Exile has ground to a temporary halt on account of a wicked stomach virus, which I hear has been making the rounds. If you haven't gotten it, I hope you don't get it; and if you have, well, you pretty much know how I feel right about now - absolutely rotten. One of my students, who was wrestling with this bug last week, told me that it took her five days to shake it. Two days down, three days to go? Pass me the Immodium-D!