There is a small pile of used kleenex's accumulating beside my computer. Oh - there goes another! Pretty soon I will be drowning in my own bodily waste. Today I am sick and it is not fun. Normally I enjoy being sick because it's that not-quite-sick-but-it-still-gives-me-the-excuse-to-be-a-lazyass kind of sick, but since I've had quite a few of those days recently, I don't have time to stop doing things, even if it's real this time. Yes, I know. Boy, wolf, yadda yadda yadda. My head feels like a clogged drainhole. I'm going to go drown myself in pills before I go to improv.