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Now with more ILLNESS.
Apr. 19th, 2006 10:38 pmUgh.
I knew I was getting sick when my throat wouldn't stop feeling scratchy after mowing the front and back lawns. I didn't think it would be that bad this morning, just a little rawness and sounding like George Takei for a while.
No, it had to be when I schlepped my way into work that I started the whole "illness" routine. Profuse sweating? Check. Fluctuating temperature? Check. Hacking cough? Ch-check! My new co-worker still out because of blood clots and having his blood overly thinned? Check-a-rooney.
It probably wouldn't be so bad if I had someone to watch things while I took a catnap. But nope, friggin' foreign help desks are calling reporting something somewhere isn't doing was someone wants it to do. Even if they don't know what that something IS supposed to do.
Whee.
But at least the new Christopher Moore book (A Dirty Job) is pretty awesome.
I knew I was getting sick when my throat wouldn't stop feeling scratchy after mowing the front and back lawns. I didn't think it would be that bad this morning, just a little rawness and sounding like George Takei for a while.
No, it had to be when I schlepped my way into work that I started the whole "illness" routine. Profuse sweating? Check. Fluctuating temperature? Check. Hacking cough? Ch-check! My new co-worker still out because of blood clots and having his blood overly thinned? Check-a-rooney.
It probably wouldn't be so bad if I had someone to watch things while I took a catnap. But nope, friggin' foreign help desks are calling reporting something somewhere isn't doing was someone wants it to do. Even if they don't know what that something IS supposed to do.
Whee.
But at least the new Christopher Moore book (A Dirty Job) is pretty awesome.
