Last night I DID make it out for Sue's birthday, after dosing up with cold relief stuff. After we got back I surfed a little and enjoyed some of Mr. Jameson's finest (for medicinal purposes) before heading off to sleep. At that point I was starting to sneeze and stream again. Yet this morning I seem fine apart from being a little 'woozy' (nothing to do with the minimal quantity of whisky ingested).
This is really very strange.
Guess I should be grateful that I haven't succumbed big-time like so many.
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