sniffles

i think i kinda like the feeling of being drugged- the paracetemol laced in your breath, drug-filled brain and wooziness all around. and then of course, the afternoon nap that you didnt know you took, but eventually takes up the whole of your day and then you slowly wake up feeling cold (damn the cold feet) and hungry, and you realised its quite dark already; after which you go make yourself some crappy dinner and then you go straight back to bed (not before some guy calls to offer you three issues of marie claire magazine for 1 pound, sigh) cos thats all the energy you have. i dont know how other people do it- blocked nose and muscle aches and all and stilll out there, fighting the cold and going about life as though the cold has no effect on them. i guess i am just weaker than i would love to be; or as jon always say, 'lazy lazy lazy!'

thanks though to my lover for the lemsip and good 'ol trashy fashion mag;) ah she knows me so well.
(lover truimphs all)

may the nasty cough never descend upon me!