The only thing...

The only thing I hate worse than a cough is cough medicine. I am, therefore, rather proud of the fact that I have a nearly empty bottle of cough medicine on the bathroom vanity. Because it means I have been taking my medicine. Swallowing, even. Not just holding it in my mouth and gagging/vomitting it back up when the taste overwhelms me. But cough medicine and lemsip do not, in fact, seem to be fighting off this cough I've picked up. It hasn't gotten worse. But neither is it getting better and pissing the bloody fuck off.

In other news, I'm going to be a grandma.

*snickers* Okay, yeah, I know Joe's already got one kid, and I found out Chris has a set of twins living in Aus that he never sees... but now Chris's girlfriend Tarns is preggers (they were trying for baby). And Alan's way of telling me was to walk up and say, "Congratulations, grandma."

Hee.

Anyway. Life is life, atm.

Fin.