Make it stooooooop!
So, we're entering week four of The Sore Throat That Wouldn't Die.
Although I made it into work maybe three half days last week, Monday was a wash-out.
I went to the doctor. Again.
"You're sick, and eventually you'll get better." I paraphrase, but you get the point.
*sigh* He's right, of course. It's viral, and it's going to take it's own sweet time.
But doesn't this damn thing know I have a LIFE to LEAD?
*cue much hoarse screaming*
And for God's sake don't be sympathetic, or I'll snivel. Tell me jokes or something. Link to pictures of hot men. Rant about books you've read. But Please God, don't make me cry....
posted by Anna Louise Lucia @ 10:15 pm
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And yes, yes, yes (she says testily), it's late and I should be in bed. But if I go to bed, then it'll be morning, and I'll be in the 'am I well enough to go to work? angst' zone.
Pah.
What did the snail say when he rode on the turtle's back?
(wait for it...)
Yee ha!
Sorry. Bad joke. Hope you feel better!
you need Ranger. Have you read any Janet Evanovich lately? Ranger will make you feel MUCH better. :)
If you need books, hollar, I know your addy! :)
Hugs, luv, hope you're better soon.
Why is it that whenever someone needs one, I have no funny jokes. But the second I'm alone, or worse, with children who won't appreciate the foul recesses of my mind, I think of plenty?
I say, call in sick. You deserve it. Want me to write you a doctor's note?
I take it that you have been gargling with salt water every hour on the hour, as well as eating local honey and drinking sage tea?
Take care of yourself!!
Lookee here for "His Tallness"
http://www.vince-vaughn.com/gallery/
*groan* Michelle!
Good idea, Mel - I don't think I've read ten yet... I think I'm near a store on Weds... :-)
'sokay, Danica - I have a note for a week, but I don't wanna be out that long.
I'm being very good, Michelle, I promise. :-)
Mmmmmmmm..... taaaaaaalll.....
Thanks everyone. :-)
Smile, go on, I dare you...
Michelle beat me to it on the honey suggestion. Honey and lemon. Honey and chamomile tea (OK, I'll let you off that cos it tastes *vile*).
Bad jokes. What did the banana say to the monkey? Nothing. Bananas can't talk.
What did the sea say to the iceberg? Nothing. It just waved.
What is SpongeBob's favourite knot? The square knot. (I don't get that one.)
And now for a gross one: What did Mr Spock see in the toilet? The Captain's log!!
(Look. I got my jokes from the resident 8-y-o. Of course they're bad! How many ADHDers does it take to change a lightbulb? Let's go play on our bikes!)
Here's a REALLY bad joke...
Why was six afraid of seven? Because seven ate nine!
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