Monday, March 23, 2009

After the 156th time you utter "I'm not feeling so good", you start to wonder if it's all in your head.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the occasional debilitating cold (KIRSTY!!) but after the last five days of no work and all sniffles, gastric pangs and other similar nonsense... I'm ready to call it quits.

You hear me? This is getting ridiculous. Stop it.


She said...

I prescribe pink grape fruit juice and IMMEDIATE EVACUATION TO MELBOURNE.

(Cold are horrible, no one understands)