I have a nasty case of bronchitis.  A week before multiple peener shows.  A week before copious amounts of alcohol.  Most importantly, a week before Ang arrives.

The doctor prescribed some antibiotics that he assured me would not cause "female" problems because he would hate for me to be "bitchy."  heh  He's a fucking riot.  He also threw in the mandatory cough syrup with bonus narcotic to help me sleep.  So far all it has managed to do is give me a mean case of the munchies.

There are still a few things I need to get done before the belle of the ball arrives next week.  Secret things that I can not discuss.  This is a bad time for me to be sick.