so i've been down with the worst bout of flu in my fuckin' life since friday...like dying in a cold bath with a handful of codeine and a bucket of green tea bad dream sweating through clothes with all the windows open on a english spring night flu...and it sucks. it's made me realise how alone i am. so alone that i slept through the beginning of the eurovision song contest even! but there was someone phoning to check on me to make sure i was okay, that even though i couldn't really talk or at times hold the phone properly my joints were aching so bad, it was so nice knowing that really i wasn't 100% alone...
...then the same person sends me a charity photo this evening and it cheers me up even more!
aw. not sure if any of you remember i did the race for life at the beginning of the month, but i guess this here was my trainer...
and recieving this photo today put quite a smile on my face - what a sexy 70s surfer dude!!!
i soo cannot wait to groom that tash this weekend.
