Hard To Beat

I've been feeling a bit out of sorts recently. Both physically and emotionally. I guess there's probably things going on that I'm trying to ignore still. It can wear you down.

Being sick kind of sucks. I'd forgotten how unenjoyable it is. My nose was running like a faucet. My skin was like a topographical map with red lines and blotches. My head felt stuffed like a teddy bears. It wasn't very pleasant. I couldn't lie, didn't want to sit. Wanted to read, but didn't have the concentration. Didn't want to watch tv. I don't think that I would have been much fun. Thankfully I am feeling almost 100 per cent again, and so will be back in action pretty soon.

Oh dear. I just recieved a phone call from my mate Coco. Apparently there's a spare ticket to Splendour in the Grass if anyone is interested.

Crap. It's been a while, and this is really short, but I gotta go. See you round like a record.