I am a walking bubonic plague. Muah-ha-ha-ha-ha! Dammit, I think I've caught the flu. Don't think it's swine flu, but I'm taking Tamiflu anyway...
Have quarantined myself at home in Burbank in order to avoid infecting others. But I'm clearly on the road towards recovery as there's an abudance of spring green mucus running down my nostrils as I type. Alas, I sit around the apartment with Kleenex shoved up my nose as a test of le cub's love for me... And you know what? He hasn't run away yet!!! I knew he's the one...
And Beans? He doesn't treat me like an Outbreak victim either...
Think he wants to eat my mucus.
Eew.
