:-& :-& I’ve gone since my departure from the same cube farm as MacBros is employed at until now before getting sick. Now, with nicer weather finally arriving, I have been hit with the yuckies. I can’t talk without trying to shout, and that comes out like a loud (and painful) croak. My chest is full of something undesirable, and my head feels like its full of soaked cotton balls. This is not good! I hope that its a one day thing. I’m sick of getting sick. :-& :-&
update: went to work and tried, I mean tried, really hard to do my job. Since I talk on hte phone for a living, the lack of voice really hampered things. I got an hour in and couldn’t croak any more. Perhaps tomorrow, I’ll have a voice. Ah well, I can read up all the Solaris manuals (Microsoft could learn a few things from Sun - their OS has a 3 inch thick set of manuals).
Put the books down man. Get rest. Go to sleep. Take some drugs and let the body do it’s job while you sleep.
I was wondering why you didn’t show up on my chatserver during lunch break! Take it easy and get your rest! You need it!!!!