Note to self: when a hot redhead asks if you want to see her new nipple piercings, the answer is always : YES!!!

So anyway, I am a sick little wylddaze and not in the usual "suspended sentence" kind of way. I am in my bed with a head-cold. Not the kind of head I preffer in my bed but there you have it. I hate getting sick, it makes me feel like I'm losing time due to "unforseen circumstances". The arabs have a saying that "god deducts the time you spend fishing from the total". In other words if you are fishing then god stops the clock on your life. I wish it were the same for the head-cold, I feel like time is wooshing past while I am lying in a pool of my own misery.

"I like deadlines, I like the wooshing sound they make as they whizz past"    - hitchikers' guide to the galaxy-

In other gnus, big applause to the professor for the piercings and to Duckless for hers and may I say how proud I am of my son and his friends for this weekends' party-to-end-al-parties. Yes folks, the party started on friday night and continued for 66 hours!  Not a bad effort at all, I am most impressed by the fact that no one was injured and that the police were not called (or at least none came).

And now, back to the nose room for the blow by blow.