The road less travelled...

I currently have a rapidly fading voice and am very close to staggering off to bed. I refuse to believe that this is swine flu, as I don't have the compulsory flu-like symptoms, but how I'm meant to get through a dance exam and a performance on two consecutive days with low reserves of energy, let alone have everyone at Melbourne airport eyeing me suspiciously, I have no idea!

Please, Mr G.P., I need a miracle cure at our appointment tomorrow!

Hugs and crossed fingers wouldn't go astray either.