Monday, September 04, 2006
September. Icky so far
No longer summer and not quite winter. I am fighting a cold and its a grody in between state, much like I imagine purgatory to be[and hopefully this is as close as I get, hellooo]. The fever is HOVERING. The post nasal drip that is bothering my throat won't exactly manifest but is HIGHLY irritating. I fade horribly at around 9pm but wake up whisteling dixie. Enough!
Ok - off to eat some fresh fruit - too bad if its almost 11pm. Desperate times call for desperate measures, then off to bed like a school girl, it being Labour Day and all.
Ok - off to eat some fresh fruit - too bad if its almost 11pm. Desperate times call for desperate measures, then off to bed like a school girl, it being Labour Day and all.