I'm sick....

For those of you who have trouble reading I will explain the heading to you. I have been rather unfortunate, sleeping with one's feet in a bucket of ice water is probably not a smart idea considering the odd weather we have been having. Well some rather unfriendly bacteria have decided to make my head their new base of operations, afterall it is a head cold. I have chosen to interperate this situation in the following way: Some bacteria scouts were busy looking for a new HQ, too scared to use birds as any budgie with a cough gets nuked, they decided to move up along the food chain. "Hell why not this tall humanoid looking creature thingy mabob", " For real that looks prime." They took measurements, got quotes and decided to go with my nasal tract, afterall it has the ideal length, tempurature and moistness. They felt that they chose well, they chose me, why me you little bastards. Plans. War Plans. Its war, head war 3, there will be casualties, hopefully more on their side than on ours. Phase one, invade host..... Completed.. Phase two, infect as many cells as possible.... in progress.. Pahase three, make host sneeze/cogh on everyone around..... in progress. They will take over, they will succeed, they will inherit the earth.... Blah dee blah dee blah blah... Overcompensate with medication, meds for runny nose, meds for fever, meds for head ache, meds for the meds that I forgot to take, meds for the meds that I will take, meds for meds sake........ and more meds.... these mofo's are going down, spell check can bearly handle my spelling anymore........ meds make the wall go bumbly, fumbly... vision blurry, sounds taste funny..... damn bacteria you be going downnnnnnnnnnnnnnn,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,............../