galaxy42

Okay. They've won. All the little cold causing bugs that are running rampant in my body have won. I've lost the will to live. I did my best to fight them off. I've been downing 3-5 packets of Emergen-C a day since the first hint that I was getting sick. I think it's some sort of Super Cold. I think it's going to kill me. I'm taping off my windows and doors with thick plastic and duct tape. I'll do my best to spare the rest of the world the horrors of this particular strain of cold virus. Just remember me fondly...

I'm going to go curl up in the corner now, clutching my box of Kleenex and a bottle of NyQuil to my chest. That is how you shall find me when the plastic comes down...

Goodbye, cruel world... downed by the sniffles in the end.