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.

Literally.

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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