aaaand death....

Someone brought a plague to work.  Naturally, I caught it.  I hereby disprove my father's theory on taking mega vitamin D every morning for a bomb-ass immune system.  It began as snot-faceness and then migrated down into my lungs, as per usual.  My lungs go snap, crackle, and pop with each inhale.  Lots of fun.  I've been out of work the last two days and there's no way I can afford to really be gone another day.  I'm going to be friggin exhausted by the time I even get to work, but there's no other choice.

The kitties have been nice and snuggly, save for the moment this morning Boris thought snuggle meant "gut the human's hand" and did that instead.  He's got a few credits in the karma bank.  I probably deserved it.  

Also, daytime television is abhorrent.