Sick
Coughing, sputtering,
Fever baths at two am.
Please just let me die.
Coughing, sputtering,
Fever baths at two am.
Please just let me die.
(More later when I'm not so delirious.)
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July 24, 2008 at 2:46 PM
Whuttt? You went from larengytis (probably mis-spelled) to that?
No more rock concerts for you, missy. (think visual of index finger shaking your way) Want me to come back and give you a Vicks chest rub?
July 25, 2008 at 7:48 AM
Perhaps this is what is meant by "these are the times that try men's souls"?
Hang in there! May the weekend bring wellness to your home.