Wednesday, April 1, 2009

The sniffles

I woke up this morning close-to-death with the man flu. What a shitty feeling. I spent the first five minutes of my day smoking a Benson cigarette and coughing up yellow phlegm. I even made a little game out of it where I would call my small dog over and spit at him. I did this a few times until he finally figured out what was going on. It brightened up my day a little, to see him marching around the back garden with yellow chunks of spit on the side of his head.

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