Ain’t No Cure

Or two. In a van. You get the idea.

Prime and I weren’t able to make it out to the game; it seems that I’m a bit too ill to go much of anywhere. I managed to catch a summer cold and now I’m fighting it off as best I can. Honestly, all I want to do is sleep, which I’ve been doing but it’s getting boring. Of course, running a fever of 99.7 to 100.3 will do that to you.

At least I’m off of work. That helps.

Even though I didn’t make it out to Fox Cities Stadium, it appears that the Timber Rattlers won. That’s good, I guess. Brewers won their game as well. So there’s a little silver lining to this cloud.

But as of right now, I’m going back to bed. Maybe I’ll get over this crap quicker that way. It couldn’t hurt.

About Silverwynde

I'm a Transformers fan, Pokémon player, Brewers fan and all-out general nerd. I rescue abandoned Golett, collect as many Bumblebee decoys and figures as I can find and I've attended every BotCon--official and non--since 1999. I'm also happily married to a fellow Transfan named Prime and we were both owned by a very intelligent half-Siamese cat, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 16, 2018. We still miss him. But we're now the acting staff of a Maine Coon kitty named Lulu, who pretty much rules the house. Not that we're complaining about that.
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