Flu Shots, Feh

I cannot go to school today
Said little Peggy-Ann McKay

I'm sick.

I suppose it must be flu, rather than a cold, since it's not following my normal cold pattern. Besides, I think I'm running a fever, and doesn't that mean flu?

No fair. I got the shot and everything.

[Whining about symptoms, blah, blah, blah, headache, blah]

Everything's all fuzzy around the edges today, though whether that's the bug or the cold medicine, I couldn't say. I suspect I shouldn't have driven to get coffee, since my reactions are definitely slower than normal. The coffee didn't even taste very good, really.

At the moment I'm finding knitting far too complex for my little brain. I'm also noticing that I can't seem to type properly; please excuse any typos I didn't catch.

I read over my last several entries, and I think I need to read something that's neither British nor polite until my normal speech patterns come back.

Back to bed for me. Hopefully there will be a more exciting update tomorrow.

*Edit* I just woke up to a sparkly noise, kind of like when Samantha wiggles her nose, except I can't remember whether that's really the noise that happened when Samantha wiggled her nose. It's certainly the noise that should have happened when Samantha wiggled her nose. No idea what it actually was, in any case. If any of you get a call from me saying that a six-foot-tall lizard is chasing me and I'm going to take off all my clothes and stand in the middle of the backyard so he won't see me, please just chalk it up to illness.