The evil germs that have been infiltrating this city for months now, finally took me down.  And to think I felt capable of avoiding such catastrophe.  After all, I remained stoic, while friends and family dropped like flies. 

I must admit, I wondered; one day they would mentioned a cold, the next thing I knew they were out of circulation for days.  What kind of cold takes you out for days?  Well now I know – the kind that obviously signed a pact with the devil, that’s what kind. 

I’ll spare you the details because, let’s be serious, no one really cares.  But to give you an idea of how bad it got – Friday I was folding clothes when I heard the ice cream truck drive by.  I burst into tears.  Yeah, I don’t know either …

On a bright note – there is a plus to being a light-weight.  I can’t sleep on my own accord in this dreadful state.  So I hauled out a Smirnoff sample.  That one 50 ml Smirnoff Green Apple Twist lasted two nights.  4 swigs – just a little num-num – was all I needed to sleep for hours.  It was a beautiful thing.  Sigh. 

Now, if only I can have a miraculous recovery by tomorrow.  If not, jury duty’s going to be even more fun than usual.  For me and everyone around me …