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Sick and Moo

I will not miss being sick all the time. I hate being sick. It drains my energy, especially when I need it. And here I am, sick again. Ugh. It is gross and snotty and horrible. And I am really glad I have that Lysol so I can spray everything as it goes in the suitcase so I don't bring any of these nasty germs home with me.

Did I tell you our tent was next to a cow field? It was pretty cool. Sleeping in the tent is what did this - drastic weather changes of 40° in day when sleeping outdoors is really not the ideal situaion for staying healthy.

I mention the cow field because Marco and I were just talking about conversations or situations being mute (or moo as he put it, stealing from Joey on Friends). I make disaterously ridiculous links in my head between things.

And I have run out of regular tissues and cannot bear to buy more considering I will surely not use all of them before leaving. But resorting to toilet tissue has made my nose sore and so, in general I am insufferable at hte moment. Maybe the fresh air will do me good. Gotta run. Love always, ~Heather


Marco said…
mute? I was referring to moot, I think....

see adj. 2. b ;)

hope you are better!