Wednesday, June 14th, 2006 08:26 pm
...and a medical certificate and black spots on the inside of my mouth. BLACK SPOTS. I am going to die. Doomed, doomed, doomed! Not not all the pumpkin soup in the world is going to save or console me.

In other news I nearly hurt myself laughing while reading Bell Curve, or, Ladies Night at the Boom Boom Room. SGA AU with quite a pace.
Wednesday, June 14th, 2006 02:59 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry you're so ill :(

*love and cuddles from afar*

Thursday, June 15th, 2006 12:45 am (UTC)
*hugs*

Oh sweetie, I'll still love you even though you're germ-infested-disease-ridden-spotty-boy-part-falling-off... albeit from a very far distance. Get better soon.
Thursday, June 15th, 2006 12:49 am (UTC)
[grins]

If the amount of advertising for Viagra I get is anything to go by I definitely *have* a boy-part.

I kinda think of it a living in a jar...
Thursday, June 15th, 2006 01:33 am (UTC)
*body*

That'll learn me not to spell check!
Thursday, June 15th, 2006 01:42 am (UTC)
*rofl*

It made perfect sense to me when I read it - although brain a bit not working right now.

I'm thinking of spending the day watching TV of some sort, too vague to read.
Thursday, June 15th, 2006 01:07 am (UTC)
Meep!

I was going to say *hugs* but that might be a bad idea. Should I be heading back to my cold dark empty house this evening or are you only slightly contagious and still want company to share the misery?

I'm planning to call A about Saturday today; running with the assumption that Saturday's still a go, what time should I/we turn up in time to get to Freo?
Thursday, June 15th, 2006 01:36 am (UTC)
I wants your company but have no idea if I'm catching, I figure I must have picked it up from K on Friday... 2-3 day incubation? In which case you might not want to hug me!

Your call!

It's only a 25 min drive in traffic but lets call it 1pm for safety margin.