Hermit

Dragged my stupid ass into work yesterday and spent a miserable day huddled in my desk, alternately shivering and sweating, drinking gallons of hot tea, hacking relentlessly into the phone everytime someone called. This morning I woke up coughing up great green globs and decided that I just couldn't do that at work. So here I am, huddled at my desk, alternately shivering and sweating and drinking gallons of hot tea. At least here there's no phone calls :)

I hate blogging about being sick but when you're sick your world contracts to where nothing else exists. So once I get over this bug maybe I'll have something interesting to say. No, probably not but at least something different.