Tacos were good last night. So was Zim. So was talking with people
This morning, the cold has caught up with me and I feel like curling up in a corner and dying. But I'm going to class. My head hurts, my throat hurts, my chest is all tight, but I'm going anyway. Screw you, cold!
Must remember to get juice and non-echinacea cough drops.
I know I'll feel better once I'm up and moving and stuff... it's just the getting there that's the hard part.
Alright, I'm going.