I never cease to be surprised...

I've been sick as hell all weekend -- suspect the flu -- and had to dogsit at my friend's house, as they were away for the weekend, and the dog was only recently adopted.

So there I was -- cold sweats, congestion, running nose, sneezing, exhaustion and aches everywhere. In someone ele's house. My appetite was (and still is) shit.

I had received an interesting email from a potential editor (and some potential travel writing), and called my friend (who posts here as Skeine) to pass on the good news.

She was at my favourite Chinese food restaurant.

"You bitch," I muttered.
"I wouldn't say that to me," she said airily. "I'm getting you wonton soup."

And that, my friends, is the mark of a good friend going above and beyond the call of duty... yet again. She brought me soup, as well as a DVD and a bottle of wine -- intending to keep me company in my miserable state. Hell, she even helped me walk the dog (jogging with an energetic dog in a state of illness just doesn't jive so well).

And so I say here... Skeine, dear -- you fucking ROCK.