Phil Mercer

Friday, February 20, 2004

Urghh

 

I'm back at work, having had a couple of days off with a chest infection.

I get quite frustrated with colds - especially as this is the third in three months. It seems I'm never very far from one.

Having just spent the last two days watching day time TV I felt driven back to work. I'm sure the government subsidies the TV companies to ensure they provide rubbish entertainment during the day - to stop ill people from feeling like staying at home!

I woke up on Wednesday morning feeling like crap, so called in to work and then went back to bed. I got woken a couple of hours later by my flat mate ringing me from his bedroom (beside mine).

The conversation was short and went along the following lines:

L "Phil, Its Laurence" [his tone of voice was close to death!]

P "Urgh" [mine wasn't far off that either]

L Have you been sick in my room"

P "You what..."

Thankfully for him I was semi-comatosed so wasn't quick enough to reply in the way I should. Of course I didn't throw up in his room. It turns out he did (no surprise) but was so drunk he didn't remember. He had a lot of cleaning to do!

This morning I got in to work without any major hassles, and was sat in my studio putting some Olbas Oil on to a tissue to keep my sinuses clear. However the bottle was broken and suddenly split in half, spilling Olbas oil all over the desk.

The result has been a morning of clear nasal passages, but near psychedelic visions thanks to the vapors seeping in to my head!

# posted by Phil @ 12:14 pm

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