I've missed two day of work already from this cold. I can't breathe, I can't talk, I can hardly move... I swear, it's some sort of mutant zombie strain or something. Made by Nazis. Perhaps
This?
That book is actually about AIDS. Rather insipid.
So I have been stuck in bed, but at least I have my laptop! I may be addicted to
Cake Wrecks. I've been laughing so hard I probably nearly died several times. But the Sunday Sweets are so beautiful and inspiring, I kinda want to make my own cake!
Hey! Hey, Roddi! I'm making you sachertorte, okay? Come over on Saturday and eat it!