It's no fun being sick. It's even worse being sick at work. And having to miss a planned date with a friend to see a movie you've been waiting to see for a while. But the absolute worst is coming home to no one. No one to comfort you and wash your face, no one to give you those pity points, no one to make you laugh and bring you out of your funk. Bah humbug!
At least I'm watching Grand Prix Paris!
I'm sorry that you are sick. Believe it or not, I watched some of the skating grand prix whilst at Pendleton.
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