A Seasonal Haiku
Muscle aches, headache and snot.
Influenza sucks.
The Professor and I watched “Dead Man Walking” last night. I found it especially interesting in light of the recent execution of Timothy McVeigh. The movie was neither pro- nor anti- death penalty. It was instead a view of the last days of life on death row, and a story of redemption (at least, of…
It wasn’t exactly a gold-star productive weekend, but I have at least caught up on my sleep. If all goes well, this coming week will be the first five-day work week I’ll be putting in since I started back. It will be interesting to see how dead I am at the end of it. After…
This morning was normal, unlike the past month of mornings. I arose, walked out of the bedroom into the hallway, and found not two but three cats awaiting breakfast. Clueless hasn’t begged for a meal since sometime back in September. I went downstairs, put hay in the mangers, and then sat to babysit Clueless while…
THE GOOD NEWS: The lump is just a sebacious cyst. Granted, it got large quickly, but it isn’t infected (which is why there was never any pain connected with it). We just keep an eye on it. It will probably be as active as Clueless Wonder on a slow day (i.e. it’s just going to…
I have no idea what it is I’ve caught, but it shows every sign of turning into a bronchitis. Between this and my asthma, these past few days have been miserable. My plan was to wring this illness for all it was worth to obtain sympathy from The Professor. He had a dental appointment after…
I only stopped in for a brief peek. I was emphatically NOT going to make another diary entry today. Well, OK, I was maybe going to do a Magnetic Poetry Creation entry. But not for a while yet. I haven’t even written one today. Your Results: You were male in your last earthly incarnation. You…
*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!!!