Still sick

I am definitly back downhill since this afternoon, when I actually felt pretty good and went grocery shopping. Now I'm back to being feverish. Just took a couple aspirin and am drinking some malted skim milk.

I suppose this better-in-daylight, worse-at-nite rhythm is an ancient evolutionary ploy which allowed the ailing CaveMaster to totter out during the day to slay a passing mastodon and drag the carcass back to the cave for his Beloved CaveBabe to skin and cook whilst he returned to languishing on the fur couch. If eked out with some wild rice and roasted acorns it might last the family for a couple or three days. Unless of course there was a teenage CaveDude around.