I picked the wrong day to give up glue-sniffing....
OK, so it's a quote from 'Airplane' [aka 'Flying High' in Oz]..... but Chrissie-eve I decided around 9pm or so to 'get' the flu.
Dashed good timing, wot?
Just when there was a chance of a few [read 4/5] days of doing sweet F. A. other than watching the Aussies thrash the South Africans in the cricket [even that ain't going to plan] instead I feel like shit warmed up.
To cap it off I have drawings to finish....and an addition to paint and with the SD Office all out playing snowballs somewhere I'm trying to remain semi-conscious to deal with spammers and such here....
I DID work out, however that sinus tablets are best inserted otically rather than swallowed.
It's a bugger of a cough, though....but the fever's bearable....but my teeth ache.
What's the bet my clients don't care.....
What's the bet I won't care if their dwgs are late....;p
