Grumpin

I woke up this morning coughing my guts out. I’ve aready had two bloody head colds this winter, now it seems I’m looking at fucking bronchitis! What the hell is going on? I must either be sorrounded by sick bastards everywhere or I’m run-down or deficient in something.

I’ve been on the wagon for a few weeks. Actually perhaps that is the problem. Maybe I just need some vitamin A (A= alcohol).

Yep. That’ll do nicely…

Ahh, but then there is the inevitable hangover and all that goes with it. I guess I will just have to soldier on. Plus what kind of example does that set for my sweet, wonderful, enlightened students?