I'm aware that I'm an awful hypochondriac most of the time, but I'm pretty sure that I have the flu today.

Yesterday I had a dry cough from the time I woke up. This morning I felt a little slow and realized I had enough work to work at home today after a dial-in conference call at 9am.

I made some breakfast and sat down at my desk, and realized that my joints were starting to hurt a little.

Now a general malaise has crept in and I'm basically worthless. I may try to clear off the couch in my office so I can keep working on the big screen, but I don't hold out much hope for productive time today, or getting out this evening.

Luckily my schedule is pretty clear until Saturday, and all I'm doing then is buying Playa del Fuego tickets.

In other news, I left the Evil Green Squishy Thing on the wood floors by accident and it mixed with some Windex spill and left a horrible stain. So now the EGST is destined for the landfill. Those who have suffered its wrath (or annoyance) are cheering right now, I'm sure.

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