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blamebrampton ([personal profile] blamebrampton) wrote2010-09-03 07:38 pm

I hate flu

I am so ill, I have become thick. Which is a shame, because I had the perfect straight line handed to me yesterday.

One of the nice lesbians next door was introducing me to her cats and dog (I already know the other dog. Of course, we're yet to learn any of the actual human names, but there is a proper order to these things!) She pointed to my front window, where Cookie was sitting watching the world and said 'Is that your cat?'

I completely failed to say 'OH MY GOD! HOW DID THAT GET THERE?!' or even 'It is now!'

Absolute comedy vacuum.

I fear my fanfair fic is doomed.

[identity profile] auntpurl.livejournal.com 2010-09-03 10:21 am (UTC)(link)
Oh no! You poor thing. I hope you feel better soon. *sends you hot soup and snuggles*

[identity profile] blamebrampton.livejournal.com 2010-09-03 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you! I am past the everything aches and I wish to be unconscious stage, alas, that means I am in the everything is snot and I cannot stop coughing and sneezing stage. Mr B is in disgrace. Especially because he ordered pizza tonight, waited an hour, the went to the cashpoint at the very moment the pizza delivery arrived, which then cleaned out my wallet save for 20c. He has given me flu and penury!

[identity profile] auntpurl.livejournal.com 2010-09-03 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh dear. Well, he is, after all, only a man. We have to make allowances.