I'd have to say that I get my fair share of colds and flu’s. In fact, I'd have to say that I get more than my fair share. This year I've probably been knocked around by around 6 of them - if you count the one that I'm recovering from now. Two of them enough to keep me at home. I've asked my doctor about it before, but he generally just points to my finely chiselled abs and say's "lose it, duh". My usual reply is "well, duh, it would be nice except that every time I try to, duh, I get sick, duh". This is usually followed by some non-committal shrugging and mumbling which I think is something like "well, uh, lose it anyway".

I'm aware my general fitness isn't that great, and my immune system seems to hate me, but seriously, can't a brother get a break?

I'm feeling vaguely human at the moment for the first time since Wednesday last week…