Sneeze Defeat

I'm ill.

*loud cough to prove the point in case*

I'm also feeling very sorry for myself. Was ill the better part of yesterday too, but this morning I cleverly decided that I simply wasn't going to be ill anymore and went into town for a pinch of retail therapy.

I pity the fool...

I sneezed my way through the bookshop. Ran out of tissue by the time I hit the outdoor store. Barely survived a coughing fit on my way to the restaurant and eventually settled down with what -I assume- was a very delicious organic mushroom soup. I can only guess, as the dozens of lozenges successfully numbed anything but my painful throat.

By the time I'd finished my soup, I'd conceded defeat. I apologised to my lunch buddy and drove my sorry arse back home. Instantly changed back into my jimmy jams, pulled the duvet off my bed and snuggled up in front of the tele with a hot cuppa tea and possibly the only movie that has always managed to make me feel better: SNEAKERS! Ahhh, to be 13 again...

Promise to come back with higher quality postings (and less sentences starting with the word "I") once the vites kick in *loud sneeze*