in the words of chandler, "bored, and bored"...

I will start by saying I never get a cold. Part of this is that I now am hardly out in public, but, I have never really gotten sick more than once every year and a half. That being said, I am not a good sick person. I do not like to take meds (they scare me a little) and I do not like to be quarantined in my house. If I choose to stay home for 2.5 days, that is one thing. Being forced to do it makes me feel cranky and a little lonely.

I always try to prepare for the throws of sickness by making a big pot of soup, getting movies, and cleaning what I can so that I do not feel like a huge slacker. All of this careful planning lasts until day 3 when I am b-o-r-e-d. Welcome to day 3.

I am feeling a bit better and think I am on the downhill stretch of ickiness, so, I cannot complain too much. Thankfully, my sickness did not involve any sort of swine and I do not have a job to miss. There, a reason to be thankful for unemployment. Thank you, cold, for the perspective.