I have come to the conclusion that it's a very good thing I'm a healthy person. I hate being sick. I hate not feeling up for fun activities. Tonight, I missed getting to attend a friend's art exhibit and a dinner out with Cody and friends. Instead, I stayed at home and felt sick and sorry for myself. Sucky. 100% sucky.
The good news, I'm feeling better than yesterday. Thank the gods for Monday being a holiday. Hopefully I can make up for missed fun then. (Can you tell I've been watching Battlestar Galactica? I was reading a book today and thought it was a typo when it said "My God" not "My Gods.")
Lest I rain more of my pity party down upon y'all--here's to future good health for all! Good night.