Ugh. Still sick.
Mmm...echinacea and honey tea.
And now, unconscious mutterings.
- Today :: I write. Then recover.
- Lips :: Chapped.
- Seethe :: with desire. (...oh, will I be attempting the romance bit to my novel this week?)
- Desired :: Peripheral vision (explains seethe)
- Patrol :: Car
- Nails :: Fingers, hammers, probably not a good combination.
- Pastry :: Dooooooooooooouggggghhhhhhhbutts!
- Jacket :: Unnecessary. Though, Doctor Who pulls the look off well.
- Button :: Cutie.
- Feel :: Unsavory at best.
Stay tuned for the next installment of "Quit Coughing, You Need Those Lungs"!