Oh, Manchester, So Much To Answer For

Ick. Came down with the flu last night - or at least a nasty cold, I dunno which (how much of a difference is there?), which I'm assuming came from the gentleman I've been seeing lately (he owned up to the possibility himself). Not at work. Throat feels shredded. Dozing and taking cold meds (I "heart" Nyquil!). Hoping to feel better so I can get back to work tomorrow. And the worst part? Missing a day of work when the boss is out of the office.

At least whilst my body feels like poo, my heart and mind are gladdened by the news of the Gore endorsement of Gov. Dean for president. This is huge. Huge! Yay, queen!