You better run...

...you stinking little virus.

All your friends are dead already and there's no place to hide.

I don't know which airport or airplane I was in when you decided it would be OK to invade and sentence me to four days of itchy, runny misery, robbing me of energy.

I've had enough of trying my best to ignore you and get stuff done around here...

go ahead...kiss your furry, nasty little self goodbye!

:)

Pencil on paper doodle...used up all my energy for today