Musings on being sick

[kaitou]

Hello, Hello, I'm sorry I've been so bad about posting lately. And I have been meaning to post about my wonderful Holiday week with Twig, Luny, and Flidget...but then I got smacked down with this cold. I had two thoughts yesterday.

1. Why is the box of tissues never where I need it?

2. I think you know you're of a certain age when NyQuil no longer tastes like the most disgusting thing on the planet, and tastes more like something you might down as a shot on a Saturday night. (not to say that it's not still disgusting mind you)

Comments

[kagemorou.livejournal.com]

I hope you feel better Ann-chan, colds suck. but yeah, I could see how Nyquil could taste like a bad barroom cocktail^_^;

[eramundo.livejournal.com]

you know... I still haven't reached that age yet, apparently... but then I can't tollerate aftershock either.

the sad thing about the emergency kleenex shopping when ill, is once you're better, you look around and see that you have 2-3 boxes in every room. *shakes head* And yet, for an inexplicable reason, a certain roommate who shall not be named, will walk past all 4 boxes... and use toiletpaper instead.

Me: weirdo.
her: NYAN!

[flidgetjerome.livejournal.com]

I think this may be my fault. My friend Marlon passed on a slow-fuse cold to me that I came down with as soon as I got back from Boston. Sorry?

[soranokumo.livejournal.com]

I hope you feel better soon, Ann-sempai. *careful hug, passes along the orange juice and chicken soup*