It's my own fault, because I vaugely knew that she (Mother Nature) did not like me, but I didn't realize how much until this week. I foolishly thought that I was under the radar, but I guess not. I was at the top of her hit list this week.
So, I slept with the window open on Saturday and I've been paying for it ever since. I can barely talk this week. It's been SO much fun to have a sore throat and a cough ALL week! Yesterday, my throat was so dry I started to choke and cough and it was like I was trying to swallow my uvula or something. It was horrible. (For those of you who don't know, the Uvula is the little thing that hangs down in the back of your throat). This week I've been told that I sound like an old women, a smoker, and that I sound like I've been smoking dope because my voice sounded so mellow and low. (just in case you don't know, I'm not an old women, nor do I smoke cigarettes or dope) Although, I do have to admit that I like the smell of dope, I've NEVER smoked it. AND if it's dope and Stetson Cologne combined, then I really like it. It brings back fond memories of high school and a certain boy named Tom. But that's another story for another day.
Anyway, I'm very happy today is Friday. I plan on going home, opening a can of Chicken Noodle Soup and taking a swig or two of some Tylonel and then entering into blessed Dreamland. Nice way to spend a hot weekend in June huh. Such is life I guess.
Friday, June 27, 2008
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