So I’m beginning to think that my immune system hates me. Like loathes me with a burning passion not dampened by doses of tylenol and vast amounts of gatorade. I think this is the … fifth time I’ve had a fever in the past you know … 8 months. Really? Really antibodies? Straighten up, fly high and quit allowing foreign invaders to take over my nose and throat. The other devastating news is that I’m eating my last pack of Yogo’s. Bad bad day.
However, there are bright spots in these despairing doldrums of doomdom. Yes, three d’s in a row. Takes talent. It’s supposed to snow tomorrow, delightful no? Granted, it won’t be if I have to go the doctor, but let’s not think about that. I made it through my speech today, yep, including nuclear energy, Uranium isotopes and what a half-life is. Fun no? No laughing, I luffed it. In other news, I’m thinking of writing a few children stories, leprechauns, trolls and who knows what else. Fun hmm? But yes, until later ya’ll. May your immune systems stay totally healthy and may your antibodies stay totally peppy.