I'm a walking ickfest.

Andrew and I went on a Shopper's Drug Mart quest today. I was looking for a specific item and it turned out that only certain of the SDM's in town are expanded enough to carry certain things. These larger stores are called 'Double A's', or 'AA's', according to a helpful employee. Andrew did express his preference for double D's, but the stores don't come in that size. Sorry, Andrew.

Eventually I got the item I wanted, and I made a couple of other purchases at a couple of SDM's. Impulse shopping! I'm so very impulsive. That store is like crack for me with all its lipstick and Bliss jewelry and hair products and accessories. If it sold Thai Plate sticky rice I'd never leave.

We'll be returning to Toronto tomorrow, though, and the SDM that is near us is NOT a Double A store, unfortunately. I think it's probably a Double B or something.

And oh! OH! Guess what? I'm getting SICK. AGAIN. I am PISSED ABOUT THAT AND I WILL NOT WATCH MY LANGUAGE. What is going on with this? I think that a great big visit to my lovely doctor in TO complete with bellyaching and blood tests is in order, since I seem to be sick every second week or so. I'm going to the One Of A Kind Show no matter what, I will have you know. Neo Citran will likely make the trips kind of dreamlike and surreal, but I'm going. I'll try not to handle things very much (or at all) and I'll sneeze into my sleeve. Um. Gross. Maybe I won't do that, but I'll sneeze into kleenex and bring sanitizing hand wipes or something. I'll also be doing the Cold FX thing this time, too.

That's it for today, I guess. I feel grody.