In fact, given the difficulty I just had with the not-so-difficult assembly of a bacon, egg and ham sandwich, not to mention the number of corrected typos you're not seeing, I think it is fair to say I'm well below par with this darned chest cold.
Cough syrup is helping and I'm only forty minutes away from my next dose, but sheesh, what a way to spend the first day of Spring.
Upside: I can sound just like a cross between Darth Vader and Colossus (The Forbin Project), only in alto. Telemarketers, beware! "I've still got the greatest enthusiasm and confidence in the mission. And I want to help you." Heheheh. "Help." Where's the canned-air horn?
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