10.13.98
"I had a little bird,
His name was 'Enza'
I opened the window,
And Influenza!"
Finally, I begin to see the light at the end of this hideous chain of illness that has plagued me for the last three days and nights. I am no longer dizzy, yet some what ataxic (what's new…I'm always running into walls.) My fever is no longer in the 102.4 range (what a pleasure that has been!) I'm still sweating like a pig, and enjoying it not one little bit. Each swallow is a new adventure in pain, so therefore, I should be looking forward to going to see dear Dr. Lum today at 1100. Hopefully, the one good thing to come of this malady is a loss of weight. Wouldn't that be fab? If I weren't such a total bitch, I'd be sick more often. I feel strangely productive sitting around in my pink bathrobe (The voluminous white one was drenched with sweat a couple of days ago. I have a new appreciation for Hugh Heffner….)
Don't care for smokers, though.
Btw, for the few that I have told about this site, don't try the email button on the home page. It don't werk. Only after I've learned something about HTML, and get a real grip on this stoopid thing will I attack it with any zeal. Anyway, you already know my address, so I'll let you deal with it.
I also hope to snag a scanner today, to bring a birth to the "Gallerie." Do you get a current photo? Who knows. Do you get nekked pix? As I said earlier, when I get a grip, who knows the possibilities?
Just checked the readability stats on this work…5.8 grade level, 77% readability. Hmmm. Guess I need to start using really big words like concupiscence.
His name was 'Enza'
I opened the window,
And Influenza!"
Finally, I begin to see the light at the end of this hideous chain of illness that has plagued me for the last three days and nights. I am no longer dizzy, yet some what ataxic (what's new…I'm always running into walls.) My fever is no longer in the 102.4 range (what a pleasure that has been!) I'm still sweating like a pig, and enjoying it not one little bit. Each swallow is a new adventure in pain, so therefore, I should be looking forward to going to see dear Dr. Lum today at 1100. Hopefully, the one good thing to come of this malady is a loss of weight. Wouldn't that be fab? If I weren't such a total bitch, I'd be sick more often. I feel strangely productive sitting around in my pink bathrobe (The voluminous white one was drenched with sweat a couple of days ago. I have a new appreciation for Hugh Heffner….)
Don't care for smokers, though.
Btw, for the few that I have told about this site, don't try the email button on the home page. It don't werk. Only after I've learned something about HTML, and get a real grip on this stoopid thing will I attack it with any zeal. Anyway, you already know my address, so I'll let you deal with it.
I also hope to snag a scanner today, to bring a birth to the "Gallerie." Do you get a current photo? Who knows. Do you get nekked pix? As I said earlier, when I get a grip, who knows the possibilities?
Just checked the readability stats on this work…5.8 grade level, 77% readability. Hmmm. Guess I need to start using really big words like concupiscence.
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