September 29th, 2004



Kung Fu Monkey is sick. He was feeling kinda low-energy last night (and very sore from Kung Fu), so I massaged him some and told him to pass out. Today he sent me email to tell me that came home after classes to be sick.

Now, he's got this very clever system where when he gets sick, he gets it done all at once. If he catches something, he gets direly ill, basically falls into some kind of healing coma, and is all better by the next day at the latest.

I've asked him to teach me this trick, but he hasn't. Comparing myself to my peers, I've come to realize that I'm actually pretty darn healthy. I don't get sick often, but when I do, I don't have any particular skill at it the way that Jerry does. So I have to suffer through it like a normal person.

I just noticed that I have the start of a sore throat and a headache.

Oh, joy.

Memo to self: zinc lozenges when I get home...