Nose still raw and throat still sore (though now coughing up great gobs of phlegm; makes cat think I am throwing up balls of hair like she does, and is most disturbed), TSO on again, morning light indiscreetly intrudes through slats of window. Cat most annoyed at room's lack of warmth. Classes loom above my head. Want to take Nyquil and go back to bed. Should prolly turn on Norah Jones instead.
I know, my entries are short and miserable. I have another blog for the nice/creative stuff. There are nice people there too. I am just perpetually tired.