Well, I've been sick now for almost a week. And if you read my earlier post on sneezing, snot and shit you'll understand when I say I didn't get my rocks off, I fail to see how anyone could have found me sexy and all I have to show for this dire chest infection is a crippled back from coughing and hacking a lung up . Still, it did mean I could be deadbeat for a while without feeling guilty.
It's not until you're ill, and I mean really ill and not some sniffle, that you realise a few things, well I certainly did.
