I seem to have come down with Sonic Death Flu again.
It started on Wednesday night. When I was on my way to the Z-Trip show, I felt a little tickle in my throat, but didn’t think much of it.
Then, yesterday, I woke up about an hour before my alarm went off, with a really REALLY sore throat. Could barely swallow. It sucked.
I worked from home yesterday, taking a few naps, mostly.
Now I’m up at 4:30 am talking to about Hi Ricky because I can’t sleep. Clearly Friday will be another work at home day. Which sucks – Friday is Jeff’s last day at the bank, and we’re all supposed to go out for drinks that afternoon. But since I am having trouble walking all the way accross my apartment right now (seriously – yesterday afternoon I went to the cash machine that is accross the street, and it felt like I was walking a mile), I doubt I’ll be able to make that.
Sucktastic.