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| The View from Thursday Night's Dining Venue |
After a busy and productive week in which I perhaps did not sleep as much as I ought, I awakened this Saturday morn with a bit of a chest cold. Monsieur le Rhinovirus felt that now would be a good time to pay me a visit.
Le petit salaud!
Ah well, we are approaching what the medical types like to call the "cold and flu" season. So I guess it's just the luck of the draw.
Perhaps tomorrow I will feel well enough to regale you with some tale of derring-do and dash.
More likely t'will be a tale of some half-remembered and juiced up exploit from my youth.
We shall see, for now, I bit you adieu.
Hope you feel better. Nice View though!
ReplyDeleteMuch better today. Dinner on Thursday was excellent. The view, the folks we dined with (old friends) and the food, all contributed to make it a lovely evening.
DeleteHate it when I get sick over the weekend... Rest up and recovery quickly!
ReplyDeleteCrashed for about 11 hours, woke up feeling much better!
DeleteJust so long as you don't bid us "Achoo!". Get better soon.
ReplyDeleteHeh. Thanks Aaron.
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ReplyDeleteNow that fella Keats certainly could turn a phrase.
DeleteI had no idea he died so young. Pity that is.