I have caught steves lurgy.
I can deal with all kinds of colds and be fine but I HATE HATE HATE sore throats.
Haven't had a real sore throat since before I had my tonsils out two fucking years ago.
It's 6.15 am and I have at least another two hours in bed but I can't sleep as it feels like I have 2 golf balls in my neck either side.
And eww on 2 different notes: type in embarassing bodies armpit to you tube and prepare to vom.
Then type timothy treadwell into google images and prepare not only vom but to never want to eat a chicken wing again in your whole life.
My job still sucks btw. But have upcoming interview with photography company in old street. Maybe win?
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