The sickness continues. I've been sick for three weeks now, which is not helping my occaisonal struggles against depression any. And it's just sooooo unjust. Why me? Why me, lord? What have I done to offend you? Other than in sinning and profaning your name and generally not believing in you?
On the plus I got my first good night's sleep last night and my cough has reduced significantly, so I hope to feel up to going out by the weekend. Which will be good, as I'm getting a bit stir crazy here.
On the plus I got my first good night's sleep last night and my cough has reduced significantly, so I hope to feel up to going out by the weekend. Which will be good, as I'm getting a bit stir crazy here.
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nixon:
The thought of you running in fear from a chicken is damn near hysterical. 
lx:
Please get better. OK? There's no sense in being sick!