Where have I been?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIDA!!! And to Jenina: HAVE A SAFE TRIP HUN! I nearly forgot that you were going to the States; it was floating somewhere at the back of my mind. The greeting is actually late, since she left TWO days ago *hits self*. But enjoy anyway.
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The Age of Mythology campaigns are occupying my time, which I'm continuing partly for the storyline's sake. In the name of all that is good and holy, why can't they just beat each other up and be done with it?! They have to drag me along with their squabbles, out of Atlantis, to Troy, to somewhere and then to Egypt, where I'm grumpily doing the 18th episode. The 17th took me about three days-- setting the defenses, harvesting resources, deflecting attacks, building up the army, covering enemy territory bit by gritty bit-- only to find out that I just had to get my hero in the middle of enemy camp, near the Osiris Piece. It didn't say I had to fight. Noooo, I just had to get Amanra (the hero) there and POOF! Viktor-eeeee!

Whoever did this game should be sacked.

Now I have to get Osiris' head from the Tamarisk Tree. (I'd really love to explain the story, but it would take up my rant space, and we don't want that, do we now?) Argh. It's so-- DIFFICULT. I'm constantly being bombarded by attacks. Between trying to survive and attempting to carry out my strategies, it seems that I end up going nowhere. (I know I can set the difficulty level to Easy-- but I don't want to be a sissy for once!) And I wish it isn't in the Egyptian setting. The sandy color isn't easy on the eyes. (Oh what I'd give to roll over thick sproingy grass of Europe! Or any grass anywhere that's green and bouncy.) The Mummies are another thing too. I don't know why, but I have a thing with the Undead, any kind. They ssscares usss preciousss. Even my own myth unit Mummies creep me out. And their Minions. *shudder*

So now you know. If I'm not online (which is supposed to be strange, considering that it's already summer), you know what I'm doing.

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Health report:

Tuesday: got sick
Wednesday: got better; then got worse at night
Thursday: fever; subsided
Friday: still uncertain (I obviously feel well, don't you think? At least well enough to do my daily duties on the computer.)

I caught some antigen. Dunno what it is. But it's upsetting my stomach, though not necessarily making me go crawling to the bathroom. But it hurts. I wonder if the immune response did its thing already (w00t! Bio application). The pain sometimes feels like there's a hole in my stomach-- or somewhere in the lower gastrointestinal tract.

This has been the longest time I've been sick in my teen years. Four days and health still not 100% okay. Sigh.
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Tell me, is there anything more to life than just lying on your bed like a beached whale?