Wednesday, September 8

It's mononucleosis! Glandular fever to you and me. No doubt caught in the mosh pit at Morrissey on Saturday. Certainly hasn't been caught the 'traditional' way - kissing. Work have sent me home. Hurrah! No medicines, just rest and avoiding stress. I hope The Love Boat or Ironside or Quincy is on TV this afternoon (great sick-boy telly). Please, don't send flowers.

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