I hab a code.
[Schneerk]
I have a cold. Came down with it yesterday, while getting ready to travel from the home of the world’s greatest avocado festival to that of the greatest lemon festival, for a meeting. Not about fruit.
This absolutely sucks. I can’t go swimming, and the last warm days are draining away like the last pitcher of sangria at petebeck’s house. I feel like crap. I’m taking Sudafed, which doesn’t work. So my head feels like a soggy mop, and the rest of me feels like a sea slug being slowly electrocuted. Nobody cares.
If anybody out there is throwing a festival for orange juice or chicken soup, have a little pity on a sick blogger, would ya? Tanks. [Schneerk]
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