I HONESTLY CAN NOT REMEMBER the last time I was awakened in the middle of the night (2:30am) to a coughing fit of my own. No, really. I can’t. Frankly, it went on so long that I was beginning to get a wee bit scared. Glass of water (cough, hack), mug of hot water (wheez, hack, cough, cough), quick, hot shower (hack, hack, COUGH COUGH) – aahhhh NyQuil. Screw the waiver/warning label – I need this shit NOW! (whheeeeezzzzz).
Oh, and I’ve also got some reviews for this week over at the Brain.
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Happy belated b-day, Cleo.