A case of insomnia, an overactive imagination, a vague sense of feeling not quite right and Internet access is a dangerous combination. That's how I decided I'm suffering from a mix of scurvy, malaria, beriberi, glaucoma, PTSD, Tourette's (&#@!, *^%&) and an imbalance of humors. So, I'm off to score a bag of lemons, some thiamine and quinine, a bucket of leeches and some medicinal weed. Gonna get well or die tryin'