What I've learned in the first week of the new year:
DON'T TEMPT THE NEW YEAR GODS!
Seriously.
Don't.
Because guess who spent the first 48 hours (and subsequent days) of 2019 with a bracing dose of the Norovirus?
So... which deity do I have to grovel before to make my damn legs stop feeling so fucking shaky?
It's like Bambi with even less grace around here.
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