Dear__________

Dear bad things happen in threes,
Really? The third bad thing this week had to be me waking up with cold symptoms? I wanted to go out tonight to see a movie, but you have decided to visit and literally make me feel like crap.

I hate you.

Thanks,

The one who can't taste anything.

PS> if you decide to throw me curve balls again next week, I swear I'm going on strike.