No, I have not given up. I just woke up with a most severe dripping nose, sore throat, and low grade fever, and despite anything I have done, this summer cold does not seem to want to fade away.
My head is fogged and I seem to be thinking less than clearly. Everytime I get a good thought in my head, I sneeze and blow it across the room. As it is invariably spattered with some of the bodily fluid ejected in the sneeze, I was not about to try to pry them off the wall. Those thoughts may never find their way into my brain again. They may not want to try.
I really hate feeling badly, and I have not a clue where I might have downloaded this virus that is hampering my natural processor. I hope to be back to my regular self by tomorrow, but I might have to imbibe a goodly part of a bottle of bourbon to kill this bug.
Oh, Jeez, all over the screen. That one surprised me and caught me without a handy tissue.
Posted by Tiger at May 22, 2003 09:58 PM