odd flu musings
Monday, February 17, 2020
Tribbles pile up around me (in the form of wadded tissues).
I want a Barion sweep for my house!
I became the M113 monster for at least 4 days.
At the doctor, I hoped for a Tricorder exam, but got a long swab jammed up my nose instead! Oh, the indignity!
And for about 6 days I felt like I was only partially materialized after a transporter malfunction, just partially here and partially...somewhere else.
Why do I always think of these mixed series references when I'm
?! I guess I want life to be like that world...
Only some of you will have the foggiest idea what I'm talking about :)