I don't feel very good.

It stated Monday morning with a scratchy throat. Then it moves into some drippy nose action. Now we're at full blown headache, drippy one nostril, clogged up other nostril, and I'm generally feeling rundown and unhappy. If this is the worst thing that happens to me today I still feel like I'll be slightly ahead of the game.

This doesn't feel swine related, but I can't be over confident about that. I think I attempted to make a "1950's TV Pig" joke a few entries back, and looking back on it I didn't name the proper pig from Green Acres. I got confused and named Mr. Ed's "owner", Wilbur. Arnold was the pig from Green Acres. My most sincere apology for the mix-up. I'll do better next time.

I played 9-ball with Brandon last night until it wasn't fun anymore. We played 2 full games, and about 15 other racks. I played well. I was happy about that. Then i came home, piddled around on the Internet, ate some pizza, and fell asleep... early.

I don't have much to say this morning. My head is pounding, and although I'm not hungover, I'm going to visit the hangover cabinet this morning and take a whole bunch of stuff and see if anything makes me feel better. I have a horrible feeling someone is going to ask me to go home, and I really don't want that to happen. Last time I was sick Bob made me go back home 2 days in a row. I was not happy. I guess it isn't fair to the people I work with to bring some shitty cold/flu into the office...

I have a huge problem with taking the 11.62 hours that show up on my paycheck and using them to lay in bed and be miserable rather than doing something fun... and it's supposed to be really nice outside today... crap.