cack. ptui.
When you're wearing a long-sleeved nightie, and are wrapped up in a flannel robe over that, and you're in bed under one thick comforter and one fleece blanket, and you're wishing your fleece-lined hockey toque was reachable, and you've got 65 pounds of dog warming your legs, and you're still shivering -- admit it, you're sick.
Good thing this doesn't happen often. I get bored much too easily. In the meantime -- if Gatorade, Sudafed, and Harry Potter can't get me through this, modern science probably couldn't either.
Good thing this doesn't happen often. I get bored much too easily. In the meantime -- if Gatorade, Sudafed, and Harry Potter can't get me through this, modern science probably couldn't either.