It hides under laundry, it likes to play dead.
Just when you think, that you’ve beaten it cold,
BAM! You’ve got PINKEYE, now you’ve been told!
Yeah, so I pulled a research essay out of my arse this morning, squinting as best as I could through my blurry contaminated corneas. Then a quick visit with Aimee- who I did warn about the germs- and off to work by noon. Have to make up the hours I missed last week… Which SUCKS royally, being as I feel worse this week than I did last week! Oh well… I’ve got a bottle of $4.25 safeway cold pills to comfort my woes until I’m better. Here’s hoping I don’t give it back to AJ. Wheezy little bugger.