At some points yesterday, I WISHED I was dead, if only to make the pain go away. I feel like a big ol’ sissy when I hurt that bad because I know that a lot of people go to work feeling that bad and I was sitting home, miserable because I couldn’t watch the Dharma and Greg reruns on TV because my eyes were blurry from the pressure. Wuss. I’m on my way to feeling better finally. I went to the doctor to make sure I didn’t have West Nile or Tuberculosis or anything exotic like that. She told me it was a cold and to suck it up. So that’s what I’m doing. Unfortunately for you, I have nothing else to blog about right now except for me and my cold. Aren’t you glad you don’t live with me?