Down with flu and I don’t know why. I haven’t been anywhere contagious and the family is fine. Must be the black chicken herbal soup my mum-in-law made me these few days. I’ve downed a few bowls, so I think my nose’s going to bleed soon. Oh dear. Must refrain from kissing Gavin later.

Zuzu said something rather pleasant to me this morning. He said he aim to make more money so that I can spend all my time casseroling. A silly comment, but the thought behind is rather sweet. I don’t suppose it’ll happen, because I really don’t want to spend all my time blogging. What I do want is a life outside this darn computer. For example:

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I can’t even make a list of ten items! Shit! Does this mean I am not cut out for high life? NO! CERTAINLY NOT! Must be this stupid flu which is making my brain thicker than usual. Rest assure I can come up with an exhaustive list the next time I re-visit this subject. For now, I need my flu tablets and tissue box please.