The Plague
I have the plague. It’s not some kind of 24-hour plague, either - it’s a full-on, Matthew Hinojosa-in-Vegas-style plague. Started a little over a week ago, got better, and yesterday I just felt totally awful, so I stayed home today.
There are two crappy things about having the plague. The first is, it throws off all of your plans. I haven’t gone running, my brand new gym membership sits unused, and I haven’t seen any of my friends except for Toby in a few weeks. Not to mention work and some other stuff I’m doing.
The second is that the plague makes things neither fun nor enjoyable at all. All I feel like doing is watching TV because it’s a good distraction. Fortunately, I taped Airplane! a couple of days ago, and watching it made me slightly happier.
Fuck you, plague.
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finally, an update.
I had no idea you were sick. Why didn’t Regul say anything to me when I asked about you? I hope you feel better.
Cause Regul planted the plague. How come Jon didn’t get it, you ask? Well, he got the anti-virus before he planted it.
Very true. I do have the anti-virus. muwhahahah.
Brian: I didn’t tell you because at that point it seemed like Jung had recovered. He then relapsed. . .
Also, Brian, the Broken Candy link to the forum from your front page is dead. I’d post about it on your site, but your comments are (of course) turned off.
It came from the office. There are like five or six people out, all with the same symptoms I have. Apparently it started in the sales department. Freakin’ sales.
I thought you fired the sales staff? Well now you have even more reason to “cut them loose”.
Get well soon…BITCH!