So it's back to the flannel pj's for me. Even though I was just sick last week, apparently I didn't kick the bug all the way. After spending most of yesterday afternoon blowing my nose (thank God for those lotion-y tissues, or my red nose would be in even worse shape than it currently is), I took to the couch, accompanied by even more tissues, Airborne, and a few DVD's. I slept like crap last night, and am still blowing my nose every five seconds, so I'm working from home instead of subjecting my co-workers to my snot-ridden self. I'm going to have to go out at some point for more tissues -- damn, I miss Kozmo.com on days like this. At least I have some soup (pho this time) left over from last night.
Before I left work yesterday, my friend Rob and I had a little IM conversation about my being sick again.
Me: I have the plague again.
Rob: I thought they eradicated that. How'd you get it? Did you kiss a rat?
Me: I've kissed many a rat in my day.
Me: See, even despite the plague, my sense of humor is still intact.
Rob: If you can't laugh in these situations, when can you laugh, really?
* Note -- this is slightly paraphrased, as the real IM log is on my work computer.