Ouch.

[qthewetsprocket]

Dammit. My throat hurts. Another infection from hell; the kind that feels like your soft palate is on fire all the way from your nose to your uvula. POST NASAL CRUD GO TO HELL NOW.

Watching Exile with John Simm and Jim Broadbent isn't helping.

Neither is drowning it with honeyed hot tea.

Distractions, please, o my f'list.

Q

Comments

[nostalgia_lj]

*does the dance of distraction*

[qthewetsprocket]

Pretty dance. Does it make it rain, or bring new Sherlock episodes ahead of schedule? *hopeful look*

[nostalgia_lj]

Noes but it does show my ankles.

[qthewetsprocket]

OMG TEH NUDITY

[trekphan]

Distraction?

LOOK AT ME! I'M A TARGET!

[qthewetsprocket]

*GLOMP*

If I weren't feeling like crap right now I would do SUCH obscene things to that bow tie.