I can hear what you’re thinking already, hypothetical reader. Actually, I can always hear what you’re thinking, because that is how this works. Convenient, no?
Anyway, in a stroke of what might look like suspiciously good timing, it seems I have caught a cold. I am sneezy, coughy, and generally feeling blah. Alas.
Have I really, hypothetical reader? Why the skepticism? Because the cold seems to have blossomed on the perfect day, alphabet-wise?
I agree, the timing is a little suspect, but that’s because I think it’s the universe kinda messing with me. Because today, those men who like to hang out dozens of stories in the air are literally outside my window.
Hmm, sorry, I should have put a label on this post. WARNING: whining ahead.
So on a day when I would like nothing better than a little silence so I could battle these germs as nature intended — asleep — instead I have the, well, you know. My brain is too germ-ridden to come up with something creative at the moment. Besides, you know the drill by now.
Ha. The drill. Get it? Drill? Because they’re…never mind.
What’s that, hypothetical reader?Am I sure there’s nothing stronger than water in my cup right now? I am completely sure, thank you. I mean no one needs to be intoxicated to enjoy a good pun. Sure it helps, but it’s not necessary.
Oh well, it’s only a cold after all. It will pass eventually, I hope sooner rather than later. And I will try to look on the bright side. The vibration from the drilling is like getting one of those massage chairs for free. Sorta.
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