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I've had the cold from hell since Thursday, still feel bloody awful, and I *have* to go into work tomorrow.
I've managed to get nothing done at all this weekend except create a huge pile of tissues that could possibly be put forward for the Turner Prize.
The incredably important work that it imperative to get done for tomorrow hasn't been done.
The next two weeks at work look as if they're going to be a World of Suck.
If there was *one* thing I needed this weekend it was not to mbe laid up ill for the whole of it.
Chiz, curses.
Anyway, time for bed.
I've managed to get nothing done at all this weekend except create a huge pile of tissues that could possibly be put forward for the Turner Prize.
The incredably important work that it imperative to get done for tomorrow hasn't been done.
The next two weeks at work look as if they're going to be a World of Suck.
If there was *one* thing I needed this weekend it was not to mbe laid up ill for the whole of it.
Chiz, curses.
Anyway, time for bed.
