My world just ground to a halt
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So, in anticipation of the fact that I have to go out tonight, I am going to crawl beneath my eiderdown and watch MacGyver.
I am in no mood at all to do any kind of writing, except the whiny LJ-post kind. Turns out that when I'm sick and have nowhere to be, I become worse than most men. I just want to hibernate and nurse my wounded pride alone in a dark cave somewhere. :P
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MacGyver is made of Win!!! ^_^
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My husband is home with the Plague, too. Except his is fever, shivers, aches and pains, and general slept-on-the-sofa-because-I'm-too-sick-to-get-up-and-go-to-bed state. I will make a batch of chicken soup and bring you some, if you want...
... because I just realized I have to go back home because I forgot my stylus and thus can't work. So I might as well use the time at home to make myself useful and produce Plague Banishing concoctions.
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On the plus side, I am now feeling considerably better. :)
*hugs*
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I comfort myself with the knowledge that what I have is a cold, and thus I can't be vaccinated against it.
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Prairie Fires, strong, spicy prairie fires!
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*HUGS*
Miss ya!
(Hehehe! MacGyver. :) )