A Seasonal Haiku
Muscle aches, headache and snot.
Influenza sucks.
I still stink. And I hereby resolve to keep a complete change of clothes in my office, in case this ever happens again. current musical accompaniment:”Simply Having a Wonderful Christmas Time” sung and I guess written by Paul McCartney. I hear that song and wonder if it isn’t true after all that Paul died in…
Yes, the Little Grey Shit was indiscrete on Thursday. I leave it up to you, the reader, to determine upon whose shoulders the blame resides. When LGS was quarantined earlier this week, I moved all her necessities into the master bathroom with her. I didnât want to have to run downstairs to the kitchen each…
The advance of ringworm has slowed, but not stopped. Today the Little Grey Shit got her first of what promises to be many bi-weekly Malaseb baths. Bathing with Malaseb is a little different than a conventional cat bath. After thoroughly soaking your kitty, you lather in the Malaseb shampoo and let it sit for ten…
Got a hit on my site meter from Lucasfilms last night, about 11:00 my time. I was able to confirm using the IP#, but the referring source and pages viewed were blocked. I’ll admit to wondering why somebody working at a prestigious outfit like that would still be using Netscape instead of the superior Internet…
WP came through surgery fine yesterday. There were some problems with her blood pressure (nothing really unusual for any animal/person under anesthesia) but no serious complications. We didn’t visit her last night – didn’t want to stress her too soon after her surgery. There’s a chance we’ll be able to pick her up this evening….
KiwiKimi. EdStun. Shay41. All old friends. All show up together on the top ten list. DD was in it’s prime, and many wonderful writers sheltered in the virtual haven here. So many electrons – cast off to new atoms or disappeared entirely. The diaspora of friends and talent has spread across the webscape, but the…
*snort*
*honk*
Poor Sal =(
Did you get the flu?
Sorry you got the damn flu!
We’ve all got a bug here. First the baby, then the Kid, then W, then me and now S. Luckily, there seem to be at least two of us functioning more or less normally at all times. I don’t have your wonderful haiku in front of me just now, but as my fever-addled brain recalls there is no mention of the horrible sore throat! When I wake up in the morning it feels like I’ve been swallowing chunks of hot pumice all night. Horrible, just horrible. But the haiku is good, really good.
~Cali
cr*p! don’t tell me you’ve got the flu…
you’re a tough cookie and will kick some virus butt. feel better, take care, and recover soon, ya hear?!
OMG, that’s hilarious.
Of course, on a more serious note… you don’t really HAVE the flu, do you? Hope not!
Please don’t tell me you have the flu!!!