"I'm getting better..."

I must be better today, because here it is 10:30 and there are only three Kleenex (Kleenices?) in my trash can. I feel slightly better because my sinuses don't hurt, although I sound slightly worse because my head is full of glue.

If I had this to do over again, I wouldn't consider it at all. However, at least I can sit up and take nourishment, and come to work and be useful, so I'm not in really bad shape; I just have a bad cold, and wish I didn't.

grumpf

I'm sick and grumpy and I want a whole lot of things I'm not going to get, and I want them yesterday. One of them is sunshine, because it's going to rain until Sunday or so.