Flu
9 December 2004, 19:54
I have it and I’m not happy about it. I haven’t had the flu for…. well, I can’t even remember the last time. I didn’t even succumb to it in the malady-ridden-vaccum of Tokyo.
I feel like someone’s jammed my nose, ears, mouth and lungs with wet toilet paper, doused me with turpentine, set me alight and run me down with a semi-trailer.
I have been off work all week and not going back in any sort of hurry.
And it came out of nowhere – usually these little angels give you some warning, a tickle here and there, a day or two of “offness”, but nooooo. Saturday night (in the great wilderness that is the Cathedral Ranges) I was feeling ticketyboo, downing tokay around the campfire, the following morning around 3 as I stumbled out of my tent to address the call of nature, I felt like a pile of doggy-do.
In spite of feeling like shit on the Sunday, our camping trip was rather fab, shit notwithstanding. Juliette and Dave brought their little girl, Stella for a teddy-bear’s picnic on Saturday and it was Rin’s birthday the next day so we ate Birthday Melon, quaffed tokay and stuffed ourselves rather stupid.
Our fellow campers, Nick, Rin, Danes and Adventure Boy have become very close buddies since we got back from Japan. Not that we weren’t great friends before, but McG and I are finding ourselves rather drawn to spending time with them over other friends who were closer to us before we left for the orient. Marino I didn’t know that well, but he’s a top-shelf bloke and the lot of ‘em are low maintenance.
I have no witty way to end this blog, so why don’t you just go and have a look at some of the other pics of the Cathedral Ranges, then?
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