So I have been on the cusp of sickness for the past three days. Got that tickly, itchy throat you get right before you, one day, wake up and find you have a massively sore larynx and your voice sounds not unlike that of a bitch-cat in heat.

I have been attempting to stave off impending illness with lots of sleep, fruits and water and kill it before it gets any worse but it seems that my efforts in the struggle has only been enough to bring the outcome to a draw.

Three freakin' days! I am tempted, at this point, to simply let it come full force and get it over with. The act of falling asleep is a true bitch with this throat; it tickles me in ways that are too annoying to sleep through.