The Ankle Biter @ Quibbling.net

Dear sinuses-and-throat,

Stop it. Just fucking stop it. It’s bad enough that I had to wander through the streets of NYC and schlep to Penn Station with a fever. It’s bad enough that when I got home to my husband I was too tired and ill to have a decent conversation with him. It was totally over the line that I had to spend my birthday sick, feverish, and miserable. But today Mike and Jessi are getting married, and Tom’s whole family is in town. And I’m stuck sitting in a corner trying to stay upright instead of conversing pleasantly with my in-laws, because you chose THIS weekend to get all clogged and gooey and sore. So fuck you. Get better already. I’ve kept you well supplied with the finest OTC pharmaceutical products modern medicine has to offer. How about a little gratitude?

Love,

Tiff

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