…but, I am sick. I started to get sick on Tuesday, when I was nearly frozen wherever I went. Then Tuesday night I found a commercial for the Mitsubishi Outlander that has a horsie in it. Then I went to bed, and dreamt that I was thousands of little robots unified to become a person but the robots wouldn’t all unify and let me go to sleep. Needless to say, I don’t exactly sleep well that night. So then Wednesday came and I had to go to Point, despite the fact that I was sick, because I had to physically drop something off there…so as you know, I brought home my books as well. So I went to work Wednesday afternoon despite the fact that I then possesed the requisite “cold voice” and I had Thanksgiving Thursday and that was good, by the way, and then I went to work yesterday too. Sometime yesterday morning, the “cold voice” gave way to the “I’m loosing my voice” voice, which is sort of a combination between and old lady who’s smoked way too many cigarettes and a boy reaching puberty. So I weathered that out as much as I could, until I finally gave up and left an hour early yesterday. Of course, I could at least talk yesterday…today, I’m lucky if I can make an entire sentence that’s audible. I guess yesterday was also the biggest shopping day of the year. I’m not sure it made a huge difference at my job, it was all pretty standard fare. I didn’t buy anything yesterday–scratch that; I bought DayQuil–but I do have a fraction of Christmas shopping done, thankfully. It will be interesting to see what I come up with this year. I’m tired…no, I’m not. I have a habit of saying I’m tired even when I’m not, and I really am just not wanting to be somewhere anymore. So I think I’ll go now, and perhaps write a speech. Whoo.