Feeling under the weather.

Firstly I apologise for my self pity. But I'm just so fucking good at it.

Secondly, sorry to all the passengers of the BA 287 San Francisco to
London flight that got in yesterday morning.
I just couldn't control my mucus ridden coughing.
All the way back. For 10 hours. Every 20 secs.
I tried to suppress it. Cough drops, linctus, water.
But still I insisted on playing my catarrh.
Also, my slight sweating upgraded to a full fever,
causing the flight attendant to wear a face mask whenever
he came me near me.
So sorry you guys.
I must have looked and smelt delicious.

But there's worse. And it doesn't bode well for the future.
No matter how empty you think your bladder is, think again with
extreme coughing. Oh yes. Trans continent incontinence is my new friend.
Wonderful.

I got home and am coughing and weeing myself in bed til the New Year.
Playing words with LeeAnne, Gekkobelly, Roughly and Hairyplug my only
fun.

See you next year.
We will keep this to ourselves won't we?