Oxymoronic morning

I woke up this morning to an oxymoron.
I'm ouchie all over, but I was really really happy. The most healthy happiness I've had in a long time.

I also realized that I am a very impatient person.
After the critical condition that left me able to do little other but hunt and peck, blogging has become unpleasurable. And my spelling has gone downhill. You know how you do things fast and do them right, somehow when you have to slow down you're not sure how to do it properly anymore?
Garbage.
I cannot blog about the livehouse because it's too long a story. I'll ask Ambie or El to do that for me. Ambie rocked beyond words, by the way. She was too nice to freely grumble with me all day long in order to keep me in a good mood. What a jewel.
Pray for me. I'm afflicted and invalid.

But my mind is happy.