deathpixie | Take that, foul lurghi!

Okay, it took a week just about of lying in bed 'having a consumption', and I still have a cough that wouldn't be out of place in a TB ward, but I'm on the mend. To the point that I allowed Phil to kidnap me from my comforting four walls and take me out into the Big Bad World, where there was sunshine and warm and never-ending plates of scrambled eggs. And later, there was Secret Life of Us reenactment with the two of us drinking Guinness in the Esplanade Hotel. Well, I had one and a half pints before I started getting sleepy. Damn lurghi.

By the way, The Secret Life of Us? So very much Phil and my lifestyle. Only without the sexcapades, but hey, we could have those if we wanted to, really!

As you might be able to tell, I'm a bit silly right now. I think I shall take myself and my lurghi addled brain to bed. Back to work tomorrow, wah.