Big baby

I'm sick! I have a head cold that won't stop, it seems to mutate into something new and fun every day, and still I'm at work. I feel bad for my fellow train commuters who have to listen to me cough up a lung every morning the entire way from Rippon to L'Enfant. :(

Being sick sucks. I am a big old baby when I'm sick. I'm lucky that Justin is an exceptional sick-bay nurse, and takes good care of me, even when I'm sure I deserve a swift kick in the butt.

I just want to go home, burrito myself up on the couch with the remote and some good-bad daytime tv, and sleep for a good 14-16 hours. Is that too much to ask?

Sigh.