Picked up a spring season cold from PDM this week. Ah, the joys of marriage.
Sneezing, sniffling, and coughing this particular week make me feel like a leper. I get sideways looks from people as they sidle away from me. It's a COLD, people. Get a grip. I haven't been to Mexico in years.
Apparently this cold is a hungry bastard. I've been eating everything in sight. Can't really taste any of it, but I scarf it up anyway. I eat three breakfasts, get up in the middle of the night to make toast, and have eaten a ton of chocolate while working, then I come home hungry. Very strange.
Anyway... due to illness, tiredness, studying, working, eating (hah!), and travel over the weekend, catblogging just ain't gonna happen. I know LL will be crushed.
Over and out.