Aw scheisse....

[kjpepper]

Woke up feeling like imps had shoved a tube down my throat during the night and squirted runny, rancid mayonnaise into my lungs. I now have that tight unpleasant feeling that can only mean I'm going to spend the weekend hacking.

It was a valient battle. The Evil Death Plague is a formidable foe.

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[retsuko.livejournal.com]

That sounds awful, but if it's any consolation, I think you win the prose prize with that first sentence. :)

Hang in there and I hope you feel better soon!

[kjpepper.livejournal.com]

thanks. I find that most of my metaphors for being sick involve rancid mayonnaise.