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[clo_again]

Sore throat. Aside from this being a half-forgotten experience for me -- haven't had a cold or coldlike symptoms for...well, a long while -- it's painful. My mother's helpful contribution was to pour whiskey into my mug of tea. Uncertain as to what exactly this was meant to achieve but hey, excuse for whiskey at 9am. Not complaining. If we had any Jack Daniel's I'd probably be on a second cup right about now.

Dammit, I hate being ill. Worse is that I can't work out where I might've got it. Cinema maybe, or that small demonic child who cackled behind me on the bus all the way into town the other day. I thought she was asthmatic but maybe it was a cold.

Which confirms my long-held belief that small children are, in fact, small demons in human form. One day I will own a town and instead of "No Dogs" signs, there'll be "No children" signs on every shop. Ah. Thing of beauty.

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[australian-imp.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

*hands mug of hot lemon and honey*

[clo.livejournal.com]

*hugs back because internet hugs are wonderfully germ-free*

*curls up with it* That actually sounds wonderful. Mmm. I might go see if we have any lemons.

[australian-imp.livejournal.com]

It's good.

Then again, I use it as replacement for tea and coffe which I do not like :D

[clo.livejournal.com]

It is.

I drink far too much tea and coffee but sometimes coffee isn't so good for colds and such. I still firmly believe in the miracle powers of a cup of tea though. ;)

[australian-imp.livejournal.com]

*wrinkles nose*

Very British of you :P