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Post-sick
I've spent the last few days lying on my couch watching tv, because I was far too sick to do anything else.
The first few hours were spent trying to get comfortable despite the armrest digging into my neck - and then I realised that my couch folds out into a double bed...
I was a lot more comfy after that.
I got through nearly three boxes of tissues, in all.
On the positive side, I also got through an enormous amount of Farscape.
And I discovered that if I don't wash my hair for four days, it goes through disgustingly-oily-and-unmanageable and out the other side into really-soft-and-pretty.
Shortly before succumbing to illness, I went to the Regent Theatre and saw Wicked. Which was wonderful. Sadly though, I cannot go into more detail, as my memory of the event is now clouded by far too much Panadol...
The first few hours were spent trying to get comfortable despite the armrest digging into my neck - and then I realised that my couch folds out into a double bed...
I was a lot more comfy after that.
I got through nearly three boxes of tissues, in all.
On the positive side, I also got through an enormous amount of Farscape.
And I discovered that if I don't wash my hair for four days, it goes through disgustingly-oily-and-unmanageable and out the other side into really-soft-and-pretty.
Shortly before succumbing to illness, I went to the Regent Theatre and saw Wicked. Which was wonderful. Sadly though, I cannot go into more detail, as my memory of the event is now clouded by far too much Panadol...
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(and beverage and snackfood of your choice, if you're actually back to the 'feel like eating' stage...)