Well, I've managed to capture the genuine Australian experience by getting the flu. They say that love heals all. Amy says "I don't think you have the flu. I don't think a cleaning woman telling you that you have the flu is evidence. You might have a cold. Wait ... what are you typing?"
Why am I not better?
This is how I feel.
Note: No dingos were harmed in the making of this blog. This is provided for illustrative purposes only. Any resemblance to an actual dead dog is purely coincidental. This dingo is sleeping in the sunlight and enjoying himself.
