Coughs and 'Rays and the First of Sad Days; That's What This Post is Made Of.

Well I ran a good deal while at the gym tonight, and that's all great. But it really dried out my throat, even though I drank water before, during and after the running. Now, since I drank so much water, I figured that was all done with. So I go, I get all ready, start lifting the weights, do it three times and then.....

-COUGH-

This continued for the next five minutes. During this time I drank more water and tried to hold the cough in. But that kind of backfired, as I ended up getting hiccups. They are even more annoying than coughs. Luckily they went away after a few minutes, and it went back to coughs. I hate coughs.

And the Crocodile Hunter died at some point last week. It is teh suck. He was pretty cool, and funny as well.

Sadly, today the torment began as well. And it will continue. There is no escape. I am quite saddened. In the background, I think I can hear the tune of Taps being played.

Doo doo dooooooo

Doo doodoooooooo

Doo doodooo

Doo doodooo

Dooo doodooooooooooooooo

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