Finally!

I'm getting over this cold. You know, the past two days have been absolute hell! I though I had the flu, but apparently I need to be throwing up for that to happen.

But, I'll re-cap. Wednesday was the first day I felt the damn cold coming on. And when I should have been nursing it, I think I was watching a movie or something.

Thursday was a horrible day. I came in to work all stuffy and felt like how Anna Nicole Smith looks. (Like ass). Now, that was the same day that a Canadian soldier was killed in Afghanistan. And so I was sent out to CFB (Canadian forces base) Gagetown, near Fredericton, New Brunswick to get reaction. It's an hour an a half drive there, and I was dying on the way! And when I got there, almost none of the soldiers talked to me. I was only supposed to stay there for about an hour--I was there for 4 hours. As you can guess, I was so frustrated, and being sick was really starting to mess me up.

So after that I was on my way home again--dying some more, if that's possible! It was just a day I didn't want to deal with, but apparently dealt with it well!

Friday. Eugh! It gets worse. I came in to work again feeling like horse shit. And I pumped out as many stories as I possibly could, before my own walls began to crash down. And then we went out with a few co-workers for drinks. And (this is the whole point of the story) people kept saying that alcohol will cure a cold...And right enough (I didn't get drunk or anything) I feel like I'm cured!