Dear head cold from hell... I think we need to break up. No no... it's not me... it's YOU. I just don't think we're meant for each other. The temperature and scratchy throat was enticing at first. Sick enough to be home and yet healthy enough to be able to play on the XBox 360 all day. The first two days was fun. Then the horrendous cough set in and endless mucus. I... I just didn't think you were into that. Now I'm back at work and even more ill feeling and something's got to give. Call me selfish, but I'm just not that in to you. Oh don't worry. I'm sure you'll find some hot little hypochondriac who is just dying to have you. Seriously... you need to go. NOW.

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