I've got the pre-flu. Have you ever heard anything so great in your entire life? Seriously. Think about it.
Picture it. I'm at work. I'm sitting there and all of the sudden, bam. Hit by a blimp. At first I thought it was a bus, but no. It was a blimp. But unlike Ross, the blimp didn't kill me. I picked up my stuff, got in my car, and went home. So, I'm at home, with the pre-flu. Laying in bed. And it's great.
I get to lie here in bed, watching hours of the Cosby Show and relax. Sure, I wish that my regular routine hadn't been interrupted, but it's a nice change of pace to lay down and do nothing. And after all, it's only the pre-flu. It's not the full blown flu. I don't have time for that. So I am bumpin this from the start.