tittle tee hee sniff

Let me begin by narrating my new years eve saturnalia and the ensuing celebration that involved a half-dozen pitchers of frozen margaritas.

Had I been alone my new years would have been spent snug in the company of cat and blogs, but I was surrounded by my favourite people in the world and how could I impose my duvet loving fetishes on unsuspecting sweethearts? 

So on getting an affirmative for welcoming the new year with a jubilant bang in much hullabaloo and merriment, I made preparations for spending the said night in a popular Mexican pub known for its deadly drinks and almost decent fajitas.

Yes, it was just a question of one tick in one year and another tock in the next, it hardly warrants the over-hyped glorification or the triumphant honouring but when there's a bunch of people it's never about the celebration as much as it's about spending time together, especially one that ends in one year and begins with another, so off we went.

Dancing, drinking and repeating the two until the night began acquiring morning colours, after which it was the bed and waking up to another day in another year.

Yes there was a lot of drinking and no there wasn't any hangover because we are responsible adults, however I did wake up with a funny sensation in my throat and spent the entire day believing it would pass, which it apparently didn't, and today it's taken over richer hue that of slight irritation, compounded by a thrumming sensation in my head, which I know and believe to be incoming cold.

Now, this isn't done. I boast a rather vigorous immune system and am known to never take ill no matter how many suffer around me, and yet I worry that this seasonal illness might be difficult to circumvent.

Almost everyone I know, from my neighbours to my cat is suffering from this ailment and finally it has caught on to me, but what am I if not elusive and I harbour no ill will against a cough and cold but by the gods I hate it with the very core of my heart and do not wish to be inflicted with its devilish malaise..and so here I sit, sucking on lemon and drinking hot water wishing with all my might to keep it at bay.

Will it, won't it?

Ah, the cliffhanger.

I shall update to announce if I'm the victor or the vanquished.