I have been infected

With some rare and probably deadly plague. Or just the common cold. I have yet to decide. Either way, coughing until you vomit is never a good sign. Neither is the neverending bloody nose from sneezing so hard. At least I was nice enough to come in to work to share the love.*

Also, khakis are not warm enough for 4 degree weather BEFORE the wind chill.

Also, filling one's schedule so as not to feel quite so alone is not as good of an idea as originally thought.

Also, Christmas shopping should be done as it was Saturday night. With a list and a plan of attack. Now to wrap.

Also, Christmas cards filled with glitter make me want to kick puppies. Especially when said card is opened in one's vehicle whilst on one's way to work.

Also, being stuck with no options is both exhausting and downright sucky.

Also, sometimes being angry is easier than being devastated.

Also, removing a mostly dead fingernail is both freeing and incredibly painful.

Also, Sucrets are my friend and enemy.

Also, Robitussin can't touch this and neither can Mucinex.

Yep, I think thats about it.







*My desk has been thoroughly disinfected several times today. Hands are being washed as much as my skin allows. Probably should have stayed home, but alas I did not. I'm a slave to the man my friends.