Please Kill Me

My New Year's resolution should have been "I will be sick all year," because thus far I've had two healthy days out of a possible eight. What else is there to say? No one wants to read a recap of what has turned into The Worst Cold Ever Suffered By a Human Being. I'm leaving the house today and venturing out into the world. I hope to be back tomorrow with some actual thoughts, but for now I'll sign off with this: TheraFlu rocks.