Ack ...

 Ok, I got home (AT LAST) got the stuff inside, petted the affectionate cat, and then proceeded to throw up more than I ever have before in my entire life. It was just nasty.
Then I discovered that, through a bizarre string of circumstances involving someone else's laptop, transferring Word documents to RTF, and plain bad luck, my vampire fic disappeared. This doesn't mean it went off with Claude and its footprints are being painted by Isaac, I mean it's gone.
Luckily it was only about two pages, give or take, but STILL. I LIKED THAT FIC. Sylar's nasty thoughts and descriptions of Mohinder can be re-written, but still.
I have no one but myself to blame. I should have e-mailed it to myself. I should have checked when I got home. I should have had unlimited cash to buy a new laptop (with Word) when mine broke on the trip.
*sigh*
On top of it all, I'm sick, the computer is acting slow and funny, and my relations are worried about my health and want me in bed soon, so I can't begin to catch up on the mountains of fics people have written. I barely made it through my backlog of e-mails!
(Fics to be posted and read tomorrow, hopefully ....)

Send me healing vibes, por favor! (You can tell I'm sleepy when I start speaking in Spanish ...)