So if I said I stayed in bed all day, would you think I was hung over, scared of the world, or running a fever of 101.9°F? (It was the last one.) I was down to 99.2°F at one point, but I’m back to 100.0°F. I’m the most coherent I’ve been all day. I finally had to get up to drink some more water. I think I’ve had two glasses of water, a dozen Chicken-in-a-Biskit crackers, and four Advil today. Oh, and a half-cup of coffee to see if that would stop my head from splitting open.

I wonder what I have? My throat hurts a little, my head hurts a lot, I’m running a fever, and my nose isn’t any more congested than usual. The best part was last night when I had the chills and was shivering AND I felt hot! Oh, and even worse, I think someone mailed me some cookies and I haven’t had the energy to open the package!

Every time I think I feel OK, I lie down and it’s several hour later. Well, I like naps, so I suppose it’s OK.

Time for another nap!

I was having trouble doing much of anything at work because of yet another stomach ache, and the funny thing is that I forgot about it while I was at the gym. Not that anything very exciting happened at the gym. I don’t think I even talked to anyone other than to say hello. All very odd if you ask me.

At Megacorp a friend who is a 21-year employee was telling me that he didn’t really care what happened. If he got canned, he’d get another job. Fine morale at that place. I got a call from an outside organization related to work who wanted to know if I’d take more of a leadership position, but I had to tell the other organization that my project lead seems to think that he owns my immortal soul. Ah, life.