It has started: The little signs of malaise. The mild scratching of a throat. The tingling sensations of the ears. The tickling of the nose. The gathering of storm clouds in the front of my brain. All the signs that I am in for a bumpy ride, that the dreaded cold/flu imps, which ever get here first, are about to take up residence. That I will be called upon to entertain them, with moans, shivers and sneezes, until they are fat, satiated, and limp with exhaustion. The only problem is, I don’t have time to fight them off or entertain them right now!
Blarg! Autumn colds and flues, the devil take ‘em!
Posted by munin at Octubre 20, 2004 12:32 PMMake it C, Make it C
Make it C, Make it C
Mother Mary Told Me
Make it C, Make It C
Vitamin, that is...
(with apologies to Paul McCartney)
Autumn? What's that?
I already put my winter tires on, and not a day too soon. Roads are all icy now.
Greetings from the Arctic
Posted by: Gard on Octubre 20, 2004 04:51 PMGard, Howdy!
and ... *shudder*
i am quite ontent to deal with autumn for the next little while, but i am not yet ready to even consider the notion of winter. :o)
Dad, :od now that songs stuck in me head!
your wonderful son's been feeding me vitamen c for the last couple of days! :o)