Holy summer cold Batman! I've never had one before and it is the WORST. It is just unnatural to be dressed in long pants and a black shirt, delirious, red eyes, shivering with pale face while everyone else is sweating. I was starting to search for bite marks.
And when I called in sick after a 4 day weekend who believed me? Nobody, that's who.
Anyways, these biatch has been hanging around for five days with no signs of scramming.
I'm going away to a cottage the week after next and I need a good beach read. Something middle of the road, fun but not dumb, thought but not headache-provoking, somewhere between Danielle Steele and Soren Kierkegaard. Any suggestions?