I'm still coughing. You know the phelgmy sorta cough. It's kinda nice to still have remnants of my bug. At least people at work show their concern. Hence I won't be bogged down by too many duties. The school bus arrived early today. So here I am writing my 'sob' story for all the world to see. Okay, it's getting a tad boring, me talking about my symptoms...I have to inform you guys beforehand. I might not be able to write as frequently as ever because my job location is now in the General Office wef today. It sucks because I love the sanctuary of my prep room. Har...'my' prep room...

So Fie, if Max is dead, it is like the end of the season/series? Bummer because I do like Roswell. The first season at least. After which I lose the plot and stopped watching.

Ten minutes to go before I stepped into the GO. I wish I could so not go there. But I'm just a lowly employee. Shucks, I so not want to work for other people. Have I got a choice? Oh, well...someday. Perhaps.