Sniffles and Krispy Kreme

A sound like a croak of a frog, that's what my voice is like at the moment. And yes I am almost as deaf as a twig. It sucks being sick. Just having been in scorching Manila and topped off by HK heat, then arriving right smack in the middle of Melbourne winter... is a bad bad idea. Not that it can be helped. When it's biting cold, we complain. When it's too dry and hot, we complain. There's no end to it. That is probably why there's an entire news section to talk about the weather, as boring as it may sound.

Day off from work? I wish, but not a chance! Not when I've just been away for 3.5 weeks... I'll be stretching the generosity and leniency shown towards me if I do so. 3.5 weeks is long (not so when you're back), but evident from the pile of work greeting me on Monday when I went in the office. For three days now, my bin would be three quarters full of crumpled Kleenex. Heavy head, heavy lids, itchy throat and nose, coughing like hell... it's that time that one craves most for mom's home-made chicken soup. I'll even take the duck soup with all those herbal medicine that used to be forced on me. It doesn't help when the air is thick with the word "deadline" and "pressure", as such the boss is at your back, and the boss's boss is at his back, and the boss's boss's boss is at the boss's boss back... if you get the drift... because the one who ends up staying late is the one who doesn't have the title of the "boss" yet! Ayayayyy!

It's mid-July, in less than two months' time... radios in the Philippines would be playing Christmas carols. Oh how I miss that kind of atmosphere! Am I going back again at the end of the year? Think about that when the time is near. In the meantime, I hope the sniffles will go away and that I get my Krispy Kreme from Sydney tonight!