Thursday, 30 October 2008

I'b siiiiiiiiiiiick...

... so my planned Hallowe'en post may be cancelled. I knew I shouldn't have left it until the last moment.

I'm going to bed.



  1. Now to other, less important matters.

    I had just assumed as you were being a smug dater that you were too busy for all your little imaginary blog friends. I was worried you were all growed up.

    I hope you feel better soon! Maybe Some Nice Man can help you with that?!

    HA! My password is occultb. How fitting.

  2. I hope you feel better soon!

    I thought I was the only one leaving things to the last minute.

  3. I too thought you were being a smug dater, but isn't it nice that your fancy lad gave you something:


    Get better soon!

    My WVs are highly entertaining at the moment: spondoto!

  4. Die! Like everything else at this time of year.

  5. Get well soon; Eat Chicken Soup.

    Happy Halloween.

    Don't forget to cough on the candy you're passing out to trick or treaters!

  6. Ahhh.. my poor little diddums.

    Does it burn when you pee?

  7. You probably just need a good clean out Mr IVD
    ***primes power washer and attaches enema gizmo***

  8. Aww!! Poor IDV! And on Halloween even? That's so unfair.

    Get better soon, brew up a cup of tea and watch a movie or something...after you get rest, of course.

  9. T-Bird: Don't worry - I will never grow up! Blog first, Boyfriend second.

    I'm glad to see that Blogger is embracing the spirit of Hallowe'en.

    CyberPetra: You're not alone. I do most of my best work in the last minute.

    Tim: My datee seems to be free of extraneous diseases & viruses. He must just be a carrier?

    Tickers: Just cover me in mulch and ignore me for six months, why don't you?!

    Eros: Good tip there. The candy-coughing, not the chicken soup. But the chicken soup is a good tip, nonetheless.

    MJ: I don't pee. Those kinds of bodily functions are for mere mortals.

    BEAST: Eeeeek!

    'Shot: Who is this 'better'? Is he good at it? Has he won much money?

    Tara: I know! Haven't been ill in months, if not years, and it strikes now.

    Everyone: Thank you all for your good wishes. I hope to be back in the land of the living (as far as is possible) in a day or too.


Tickle my fancy, why don't you?