For the last three weeks I've been on, what professionals in the industry would call, a "massive bender". This has resulted in exactly zero work being achieved but three weeks of fun-a-liciousness. A reasonable trade off you might think was it not for the life-crippling illness that struck me down like a care-free truck driver taking a detour through a orphanage for blind kids.
That's right folks, I have man-flu a.k.a. head cold.
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| I'm not known to over-react but I am finalising my will as you read this. |
I find it incredibly ironic that I got this illness AFTER I stopped drinking, smoking and staying up way past my bed time. It's like Dionysus punished me for taking a break.
No matter how much liquid I intake it seems to continuously pour back out of my nose. Waterfalls look upon me in envy. Scientists have begun deep excavations of my nasal passages to discover the root cause of my facial expulsion.
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| So far, none have returned. |
The lesson? Never stop partying. EVER.
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