Right now, if anyone came up to me in the street and asked me for a piece of advice, it would be: Don’t Step On Jellyfish. Even if you have shoes on.
Today I have been so sick. I was delirious last night, and now I’ve got a sore throat, temperature, headache, dizziness, nausea, and that was only caused by when I watched Judge Joe Brown this afternoon. I’m even worse now.
Do you know why I think I’m sick? It’s the soul of that jellyfish I stepped on yesterday by mistake coming back to wreak it’s revenge on me. I’m sorry, jellyfish. I didn’t mean to squish you. And I definitely didn’t mean to laugh at your splattered innards. Can we just be friends?
But I’m really worried, because at my work I’m currently undergoing training. I found out off my friend Ant who works where I do, that someone who took two days off in a row had to start her training all over again. So I’m forcing myself to go in to work tomorrow no matter what the bloody jellyfish tries to do to me.
Something else that happened while I was offline was the demise of Hey Hey It’s Saturday. I don’t really need to make any comments on how pleased I am that this happened, but one thing I did wonder about was Jimmy Barnes. It’s no secret that Jimmy’s singing voice is some sort of primal scream, but imagine the screaming his kids would have made when they were babies? (What happened to the Tin Lids, anyway? Probably all working at popular fast food chains by now).