Saturday, January 30, 2010

speaking of drugs...

I am sick, sick, sick... dog-sick. I know that I have progressed to the canine level of sicknosity because I have resorted to taking drugs to kill the headache and coughing at night so I can maybe sleep a chunk and allow my body to heal itself. What I really need right now is a kind and loving homeopathic fairy godmother to make me exotic herbal teas and knead my knotted kneck. The ice storm must be keeping them away.

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