The flu, H1N1 and others, is flying already (isn't it a bit early for this?), and the first of my friends has gone down. It's not H1N1, but still.
So begin D's mantras:
"Wash your hands."
"Cover your mouth."
"Avoid breathing directly in my face."
"Are you sure you washed your hands? With soap? How long did you rub?"
Because I seriously do NOT have time to get sick. The applications are too important, the meeting is already paid for, and the fish heads need to be measured before I move home.
Oh, and my nephew's second birthday is in less than two weeks. And I seriously need to start packing some things and mailing them home. And I'd like to go to the Louisiana Renaissance Festival if it's not too cold when it finally starts.
Gah. I hate flu season.
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