close to midnight

I am the worst sick person ever. Seriously. I don't sleep and I don't eat; I just shiver under piles of blanket and/or coats, and complain. So please pretend that I have just filled this space with vociferous complaints, because that is how I feel today.

I am, however, at work. SORRY COWORKERS. I am staying in my cubicle and disinfecting everything I touch. I felt guilty staying home when I am, in fact, mostly functional.

( Glee meme day 8 -- favorite Mercedes-Kurt moment )

I would just like to point out what greeted me on my Google home page this morning.



You know, you know, that the second I move next fall, the forecasts are going to swap, right?

I JUST WANT SOME FUCKING SNOW IS THAT REALLY SO MUCH TO ASK.