Flu season in Sydney (at least, can't speak for the other cities) has been seriously bad this year. I got knocked about starting in the middle of July and felt totally shitty. TheFuckOffGirl is always amused when I'm feeling sick and miserable, because she always thinks I'm bunging it on.
Then she got sick too.
So we oscillated between:
TFOG: [lying prone in bed] "I'm so sorry. I feel awful. I can't believe I was making fun of you."
And, moments later:
TFOG: "I hate you."
Me: "I know, baby, I know."
TFOG: "You made me sick."
Me: "I know, baby, I know."
You see, several days after getting completely sick, she was meant to travel to Boston for a conference and workshop as part of the Travel Scholarship she won (as mentioned in the last entry). She did travel, taking antibiotics with her, but felt shitty for much of the time. (Don't feel too bad -- through sneaky upgrading, she travelled to Boston first class. Srsly.)
She got back on Sunday (to a mostly clean house! yes! and an almost dead plant!) and today she flew out to Kuala Lumpur. Hmph. I've spent the last couple of weeks at home sick and miserable and lonely.
Thought you might like this documentary on Flying Nun. the next couple of parts are on YouTube as well.