Do I Need A Reason To Get Sick?
Dear Darryl,
Before you ever think of getting jiggy in an air-conditioned room again, you might wanna reconsider putting on some clothes. Or at least use a blanket. Even when you’re touching yourself. Please.
Now where’s the women when you need them?
Look at you now, you bedridden twit. Your initial flu has now progressed to an acute sinusitis. Dr. Chin was glad you did not catch the bird flu. But he sure did not expect sinusitis either.
This is just another reason for you not to fall ill while you are back home in Malaysia:
Your constant need to blow your nose irritated the hell out of the man outside your bedroom. He could not wait to send you off to the Doc to make the sound all go away. He might still be mad each time he heard the sound of you blowing your nose after your trip to the Doc two days ago, judging his irritatingly loud sighs (with a couple of aiyahs chipped in) while he was outside on the couch reading his papers. I take pity on you as you cannot relieve your nose openly like you would usually, for fear he might go bonkus.
It seems like you have no choice but to do it very silently under the blanket while the bedroom’s door closed.
It is strange when pity and concern are no longer felt when you fall ill. It used to just piss your bosses off. The fact that you now feel it in your own family, it is ironic, isn’t it? Anyway, get well. Pronto!
Your loving self,
Darryl
Oh boy, still sick?
Comment by Chen — December 9, 2005 @ 2:38 am
Chen: Yes, dearest. I need some lovin’. :(
Comment by Darryl — December 9, 2005 @ 4:36 am