Just Because I Can, Bitches!

Even though I've updated this site so infrequently, my fiancee is the only one left who reads it (and it took her about two weeks to stumble upon my last post), I thought I'd take the opportunity to do something I haven't done in a very long time. That's right, this is my second update in a month! I know! What the hell is wrong with me?

Well, since you didn't ask, I have a cold. And it's really depressing for two reasons:

a) I had been on a really good roll for a while, going almost a full year without much more than temporary sniffles and a couple of coughing fits. Traditionally, I used to get three to four colds a year, usually lasting close to a month. Although, I guess, I have been living somewhat healthier in the past year. I haven't quit smoking or anything that extreme, but I have pretty much cut Pepsi out of my diet, opting for water or iced tea in most cases. Regardless, it was pretty much inevitable that I'd go down this week, as it seems most people around me came down with something or other. I will count my blessings, though; my boss was incapacitated for close to three days with the flu, and I managed to avoid that shit in what could only be described as some hardcore Matrix style mental dodging.

b) The timing on my malady could not possibly have been worse. Carrie is throwing her Halloween party tomorrow night, and it's hard to imagine much better than a partial recovery by then. Which means, basically, that our guests will likely be avoiding me like the plague, and I won't be drinking. Come to think of it, that isn't much different from normal circumstances.

Anyway, I have made the mental note that this cold is progressing far quicker than they have in the past. It used to be that I'd have sniffles for a couple of days, then have clogged nostrils for anywhere between a week to a month (yes, kids, you can and will develop an addicition to nasal spray if this happens). About four days into the cold, I'd start coughing up phlegm, and the condition would persist for about a week. This time, I've gone from sniffles to crippling coughing fits and feeling a little bit better inside of 48 hours. Who knows? Maybe now that I don't treat my body like a garbage dump 24/7, these colds will come and go in mere days, rather than months.

So yeah, I'm sure there are plenty of other things I could rant on about, but I won't take up any more time than I need to. There's a bottle of NyQuil in the fridge with my name on it, and I'm hoping it knocks me the fuck out proper.

Toodles.

Did I really just say toodles?

Damn. How lame can you get?