Having a cold in the summer is no fun. Colds at any time are no fun, but a cold in the summer is almost offensive. In the winter I expect to get sick a time or two, but summertime is not for illness, especially one that sounds like it came straight from January — what else would be the point of calling it a “cold”?
So I have an unseasonal illness, and with that comes many hours of sitting on the sofa, hoping that my body will fight off the germs soon and go back to normal. While I’ve been reclining on our gold sofa (I don’t think one can call a gold piece of furniture a couch), I’ve been watching episodes of Gilmore Girls. I have decided that the show may actually be some form of drug, because it is addicting. It is so easy to stick in a DVD, push play, and watch for hours. My brain will probably rot and fall out any moment. Why are tv shows so addicting? It’s so easy to slide into the world of witty dialogue innumerable pop culture references and shake my head at the train-wreck decisions the characters make of their lives….
Surely that 1000 mg of vitamin C will make a difference in the duration of this atrocious head cold? Maybe that, the fluids I’ve been constantly consuming, and the many hours of sleep I hope to get tonight will work their magic by 9.00am tomorrow. We shall see.
