I have a cold and flu thing, but I'm telling people I have the plague. It all began with a mild congestion I was sure could be cured with a day of sleeping in. Then came the aches and the shakes and the sweats. I took a day off of work and ate jello and soup. I drove to work Tuesday in the snow with the air conditioning on, getting by on the faithful combination of Dayquil and coffee. Now I have the hacks. In my new, sultry, barely-above-a-whisper voice, I was asked to sing a few lines of Smelly Cat for a co-worker. I'm told this will be my persona for the next 2 weeks.
I love it when teenage boys works towards nobility. I have a student who wants to quit high school so he can work and support the girl he got pregnant. There's a paternity test because another boy also thinks he got her pregnant and also wants to work and support her. Have you ever heard of something so encouraging and so sad at the same time?
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I'm so sorry you are sick! It sounds like you might actually have the real flu. It sounds miserable! Please, take some time off to care for yourself!
Oh, that is so sad and endearing all at the same time.
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