so this has been one of the worst weekends on record. I hate conflict. I also hate the flu. I had both this weekend. I was attacked by a strange virus that included both the stomach flu, a cold, a sore throat, a fever and the usual aches that come with the flu. It has been two days of calling ralph on the big white telephone (which is the handy euphemism my dad used when one of us kids would throw up) When I get sick I also get insomnia. So Jeremy has sat up these last few nights with me, feeling my head and telling me I feel like I am on fire. Well my head may be on fire but the rest of me feels like it has been dipped in ice water.
frickity frick. I hate this weekend. (apparently the sailor steering this boat had the worst weekend ever also, or that is at least what Google images liked to title this picture.)
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