Good grief, I'm feeling bad. This is simply no fun. This morning I woke up at a (for a Tuesday) normal time and because then already I had some stomach aches I decided to just stay in bed for a couple of minutes to see if it would go away. Well the ache didn't but I did. Far, far away so to speak. So I woke up again, just seconds before I usually go out to pick up my passenger. I rushed out of bed and when I was just about to leave the house he called to ask where I was. Well, erhm, at home. But ready to leave. And that's what I did but when I was about three streets away from my home my stomach started to act up heavily and I just didn't think I was going to make it all the way to Philips feeling like that. So I called Erik, apologized to him for the late notice, told him to drive over there himself, and head back home. I'll spare you the details on what went on there but quite some time passed before I could get on my way to work again. Still not feeling okay but definitely a bit better than a couple of hours earlier. And here I am now. I'm considering to go home early but on the other hand we're busy enough as it is so as long as I'm able to function normally I will.