Since 99.9 percent of the people I know call me War Machine, that title makes perfect sense. The (very) few who only know me as 'lawlesstwo', or Bill'; well, that last sentence should clear it all up wee enough.

Anyway, contrary to popular opinion, I haven't jumped off of Outlook Point. I'm not too sure exactly what's going on, but I've been under the weather for a couple of weeks now. So far, we've ruled out my new meds, old meds, interactions between all of 'em, and allergic reactions. I've should get some results from the last batch of tests they ran. Hopefully they'll get some answers this time. The last blood draw was about a gallon and a half.

Until we come up with something, my daily routine pretty much consists of "get up, throw up, go back to bed.

Good times...