2:26 p.m. - 2003-10-20
I'm sick. Boogers, a fever and a general felling of unwell bitchiness. I've laid many a smackdown in my worklife, but this morning takes the cake. I laid one good and well on a major asshole who has been making my professional life a stinky sewer. Boy did it feel good.
Anyway, I got sick because the friends I visited this weekend had two sick kids with fevers and boogers and failed to mention it to me before I came. In fact, they failed to mention it until I was a day in and it was too late.
I thought I was good to go though. Three days of exposure had not made a dent in my general health. But I woke up with morning with snot running everywhere and a low-grade fever. Sucks. And I'm so bitchy.
The weekend itself was good though. I got to go fishing on a boat, and boats of any kind make me happy. I also got to see a gutted and skinned deer, which was not so happy, but I was surprisingly not ill affected by the sight of it. Hmmm.
I also stopped by to visit the weasel household to drop off sympathy gifts of treats for the animals. I brought beer for the people. I have to say though, I prefer my Sapporo bottled rather than in a draft can. Too bubbly.
Of course, Sixweasels and MrWeasel are probably wishing I was in a plastic bubble for bringing germs into their home. I hope they don't get sick. I don't spit when I talk though. So they will probably be germ free.
I hate boogers.