Greetings, readers.
This journal is officially on haitus while our sick boy tries to get over his sick. He's worse today and thus joins the ranks of all the barely functional walking wounded in the world of the germ-rich winter.
We'll be back after these death groans.
Comments
hope you feel better soon.
you know, i don't work that far from where you're sick. so if you'd like, I can come bring you soup/juice/movies. can I help?
I will definitely take you up on it if I need it though.
while a hiatus is just a rest.
I shall wait for the rest of you to adjust your dictionaries.
Do it soon. I may not last much longer.
This hollow body canoe
Stuck in winter ooze
Winter, Spring, Fall... whatever.
I'd rather break the rules.
He sinks deeper into sick
Needing rest and eyes
sorry you're both feeling lousy !
It'd be cool to know what I had... best guess of on-line diagnostics was either Mumps (the mildest case on record) or Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (shortest case on record) or Mono (I already had that, and this didn't feel like that at all). Fun, huh?
But even at my worst, I don't think I was as miserable as William is feeling now. Poor little wolfie/raven.
coff, hack.
Freeeiinnnddddddddd.... wheeze.
I'll remind you. Or else I'll just call you when we're there. *grin*