THE JULY WHETHER REPORT!!!

One question I am not asking myself this month is whether I am sick.

I am sick.

Sick, sick, sick.

I always know I'm sick because I can never follow a thought from one end
to... um... well, I'm sure you know what I'm trying to say.

Of course, the piles of tissues and empty tea mugs sitting around are a
clue, too.

As I said before, I am sick.
And I am thoroughly enjoying it. *sneeze*

After all, I can't clean my room, I'm sick. I can barely stand up for
more than 5 seconds without keeling over. I can't wash the dishes, I'm
sick. Unless you'd like to hold a tissue to my nose every minute or so.
And best of all: I'm sick, so can I read the Harry Potter book? You
healthy people can go outside on a gorgeous day like this. I'm stuck
inside READING. *sniffle*

Yes, being sick is a good thing to be.

Happy belated birthday to Harrison Fisher, happy almost belated birthday
to Carter Fisher, and a very very happy birthday to Harry Potter.

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