Mussolini’s Revenge

Backstreet’s back but not to normal. I caught some sort of bug in Italy (to add insult to that trip’s injury) that left me writhing in pain last week. My digestive system has been a wreck since last Tuesday and now I’m on the same antibiotics they use to treat anthrax exposure. Today I ate the first meal of solid foods I’ve had in a week. I must have lost ten pounds since last Tuesday but I am not happy about it. I know those pounds’ll jump right back on once I start eating normally. Poor Benji had to suffer through my whining all weekend. I took him home with me to hang out with the family. It was a great time despite my ailment and, surprisingly, he doesn’t want to get rid of me! God bless you.