cunninglinquist

I had the flu last week and it knocked me flat on my ass. I was in bed something like 34 hours in a row, and got up and on Wednesday ate a cup of soup and some mashed potatoes. Thursday I tried to get some work done and went out, big mistake, had to pick up some big boxes at the post office and that almost did me in, went out and ate my only food for the day, a cheese omlette and toast, with plenty of liquids. Friday, worked a little and had a sandwich and plenty of fluids. Saturday my friend and I thought I was good enough so I ate a dinner, and I took most of it home. The dinner was all I ate all day. Sunday, had some coffee and a donut. Then in the afternoon had a sandwich and salad. That night made some microwave kids mac and cheese. I thought I was getting better until today when I went on a short trip about 20 minutes, picked up something, got a sandwich and when I got home crashed on the sofa for an hour until the phone rang. Did some work, and went back to the sofa about 145 and got up at 330. Got up went to the post office and bank, got something to take home and ate at home an omlette and then took a third nap. I guess, I am not recovered.
I am going to bed shortly, hopefully I can eventually ditch this. Tomorrow my friend and I are supposed to go about 8 miles south of here for an incredible veal parm this diner makes only on Wednesdays. I said to myself a few weeks ago when I had it for the first time, how good can this be. I was wrong, it is fucking incredible for something stupid like 6 bucks. Oh diner food, what I really missed in Vegas.