Well well well, I am sick of it. Of what you ask? Or even if you didn't. I am sick of being sick. My throat is sore, my head is full, and my nose is raw. It never seems to take to long to get sick of that stuff seeing as it messes up my sleep and limits my effectiveness throughout daily activities. Stink!
And another thing, I am sick of how dirty my apartment gets. I finally had to go after my storage closet and clean up all the dirty Kleenex overflowing from the garbage in the bathroom. But my room is still a mess, and the living room and kitchen aren't that clean either.
And I'll tell you something else! I am sick of how I've been letting my work slip. I still always get it done but I haven't got the jump on things that I wanted... yeah. Sick of it.
Anyways, I am sure that you're sick of my endless babbling here so I guess that's enough. On a brighter note I am going to Halifax this weekend to see my chicky-poo and next week I am going home to good ol BC (Burtt's Corner) for Thanksgiving.
YEE HAWWWWwww (cough, hack, sneeze, sigh)
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