Sniff, sniff, Cough, cough

I think I've heard something, somewhere that if you tire yourself out to no end (lack of sleep) and then push yourself hard while adding a nice, healthy dollup of stress - you'll have the perfect recipe for...a cold.

I have heard quite a bit of negative news related to other's health lately so I'll minimise the amount of complaining I'll dish out over the nasty thing brewing in my ears and my chest; however, on a day like today I can't help wishing that I could pay off a government official to import my mother as quickly as the oranges seem to arrive and have her flash back in time to when I was 6 and she thought that my whining was still a touch cute. Now that I think about it, the importation process of my Mother would probably be simplified for her considering at one point she did hold Dutch citizenship. I could probably take her advice on legal matters and have her vouch for me if it came to character witnesses for my residency permit (yep, still waiting).

As I type this it is almost 2am my time. I have no idea how and why I end up staying awake this long but you can be assured...it's partly the reason why it feels like a I have a small child sitting on my chest...at least it's not a mystery. I'll stop while I'm ahead maybe, since I have yet to receive my residency permit and I don't want to appear to any immigration officials as a health risk to the country (past Canadian outbreaks not withstanding).