Nighttime sniffling, sneezing, coughing, aching . . .

I'm sick. I don't know why I can't get a cold that doesn't include fevers, chills, aches, etc. Aren't there colds like that? Just a stuffed-up nose and a cough? If there are, I don't get them anymore. Today was bad at work. I'm useless when I'm sick; my brain is foggy and I just sit there like a mouth-breathing walrus and look at things on the internet. During lunch I found a forgotten meeting room and slept in a chair, covered by my coat.

I think I got my cold in Philly on Saturday. I drove down to visit Joy, who was sick from the kids she's been babysitting and also apparently highly contagious. While there, I went to Ikea and bought a new dresser. Cheap! I put it together myself last night, and finished it today. It's not the color I expected, nor does it match any of my other furniture, but whatevs. It's cool. I took a picture; I'm always proud of constructing my own furniture--following the directions, using a screwdriver, and ending up with this:


Behold the Goodness