I am feeling sick as a dog today. *cough* *cough* *wheeze*
*struggle*... I can't speak, my head is pounding, and I feel
like I'm breathing through a straw. I realized while I was at
the market shopping for echinacea and orange juice, that the human
voice is something we shouldn't take for granted. Now, I know
that sounds stupid, but I never realized how many people I talk
to on any given day, just to carry out simple chores or run errands,
until I simply couldn't. Whenever people came up
to me to ask if I needed help looking for something, or to just
say hello, I felt like running way (not that I don't do that anyway...)
Hey, so where does that saying "sick as a dog" come
from? I really haven't seen very many sick dogs...
the promo for Viper Comics
I mentioned in my last post:
to all of you kind people who ordered prints
this past week! I'll try to get all the prints sent out to you
by this weekend.
back to bed now...