who the fuck dials the wrong number at 5.30 am on a saturday morning?!? the fucker sounded so obnoxious too and not at all apologetic. ARGH!
on the bright side, my chest/windpipe now has the added special effect where it crackles and pops when i breathe to go with the random sore feeling. fun! and my tongue isn't even white, nor do i really have any other cold related symptoms. what the hell does that mean? have i got bronchitis? MEH!
my body is so being a traitor. oh well. i can't complain that much - am already off work, have plenty of ibuprofen and even proper sore-throat stuff left over from my last bad cold in may. it's really the drunk-dialler i want to pinch real hard where it hurts. okay. gonna try and get back to sleep. 8(