Reaching the Limits
At this moment in time, I am trying my absolute best to remember the time when Winter (yes, capital W in this case!) was a season of merriness, snowballs and sledging. Yes, that time is fondly remembered as "childhood"...
Alas, all I get out of this particular season nowadays is one flu after another. Seriously, how many times can one person go through it? I did not even know there were so many types of ailments until they decided to bombard me with their love within one week of each other *grumbles*
The thing is, I have successfully recovered from my previous coughing fits (as noted in the previous post) to only catch another bugger...and a more nasty one at that. Won't be going into any gory details but upon yet another of my hugging encounters with the bathroom I suddenly recalled one very lame joke;
Two drunkards are sitting together drinking.
One says to another: 'Imagine how cool it would have been to be a giraffe! You drink and you feel the liquid going down, down, down...
The other one replies: 'Yes. But now imagine if all of that would go up.'
I feel sorry for the giraffes...I really do.
Anyway...as I was sent home for a sick leave again, guess what I did there? Yep, banner making...one of my own this time around! I was starting to really dislike my older version so I created a brand new spanking one :) The process inspired me to write one more paragraph in the new chapter of this tale as well so not all is lost!
Alright, I will very poorly show off now...*winks*
