Cass! How are you feeling? I think we've got sister colds.
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Triplet colds?
I guess so!
I am so sorry to hear that.
Head is about five sizes too small. Coughing through last night has stopped or paused currently.
I've been sticking zinc up my nose for whatever that is worth. Also I had really forgotten how miserable a really bad cold is. Blech.
We should really send these sisters packing. Free loading dumb viruses.
Oof, look-a-like sisters is pretty much an evil giveaway. I mean, Olsen twins...
vw! Hey, where's the printer paper? Also, hi!
And, you know, I just didn't feel like I was getting enough sympathy, so I said, hey, family? Could somebody else have a health scare, please? And they just love me so much, my uncle had a heart attack.
He should be fine. And he actually has insurance for the first time in two years, so all's well. But come on! This is getting embarrassing!
Mooooom, Emily is bogarting all of the family drama!
(I'm glad that your uncle's outlook is good and that he is well insured. ~ma shall be sent.)
Yeah. Want to not-back-out of Fay kissage. Wanna snog.(I get much attention from that story, you know.)
There's erika snoggage and we're all disappeared to our bunks?
Liar. But thanks...could use that today.
Ooh, Erika snoggage.
MRI~ma to tommy
Health~ma to Emily's uncle.
Kara has a fever of 101.4, the snot monster has taken her over, and she took a nap only to wake up because she'd thrown up. She was most distressed. Of course, now she's being mini-tyrant, demanding chicken noodle soup with actual chicken in, and such.