I’m afraid to leave the house.
No, I’m not afraid of catching Swine Flu, I figure that if it happens then it happens.
I’m afraid of something much scarier: the “Swine Flu stare of death.”
My allergies have been acting up, probably due to all the rain we’ve had lately, and they’ve left me with a cough.
I figure I’m going to get a lot of looks, especially while I’m in Houston tomorrow for an eye doctor’s appointment, since a Mexico City boy in Houston for treatment died yesterday.
I’m thinking I might do good to wear one of these…