Yep - this is definitely a cold. Iain suggested I go to the doctor and get myself a certificate, and I think I'll just do that tomorrow. I need to be studying hard - and I have today - but if this cold is just as bad tomorrow, it's definitely going to affect my concentration. Three exams next week!
I have a craving for chocolate doughnuts right now. Either I'm pregnant, which is a possibility, or this particular virus I'm suffering from has a penchant for copious quantities of cocoa, glucose and hydrogenated vegetable oil. But I must resist! By feeding the cold, I will undoubtedly assure my death!
Why is life assurance not called 'death assurance'? Then again, I don't need to pay to be assured of that. Also, can a hairy ball be combed flat in a four dimensional space?
I have come to the conclusion that oxygen can be bad for the brain. In certain exceptionally stupid people, it has been found to inhibit death.
Actually, that's not very nice.
