my very first post

i am hungry and i want my morning bagel. i am hungry all the time these days.

the partner in the office caddy corner to me is coughing and hacking and actually grinding up phlegm from deep within his chest and it is making me feel sick to my stomach. he actually hacks these lougies (sp?) into his stupid partner hankie over and over again. i am trying to figure out just WHERE all these lougies are going? i mean, the man needs a lougie BUCKET, not a hankie. yesterday, i got so fed-up that i finally called over to him, 'hey wow. that's QUITE a cold you've got there!' and this was met with the pleasing response of him CLOSING HIS DOOR. yes, that's right. he actually has a door. i do not. i am stuck in my hamster hole and there is no door for me to close. perhaps i should wear a gas mask to work tomorrow. perhaps i was initially too vague. a gas mask is more specific.