no no no no no dammit noooooo

That's the sound of me realizing that my throat hurts.

Now, a sore throat in and of itself does not necessarily indicate anything. Hell, it could even be psychosomatic, considering that I really didn't want to get out of bed this morning. But when combined with the facts that half the people I know are sick, a flu epidemic is raging, and I made the grievious error of loudly proclaiming on multiple occasions that "I don't get the flu."

...Okay, I started this entry an hour ago before running errands and I'm already feeling worse, plus a co-worker says I'm starting to sound scratchy. That does it. If I'm not feeling better soon, I'm going home. What's the point of having sick leave if you don't use it when you're sick?

Hey, lookie!! vill's famous!!

vill's beautiful and painstakingly accurate Galadriel costume was a hit with CNN and the AJC!!

And just for the record, I want it stated that I am nauseatingly jealous of all of you who have already seen it.

Okay, I give up.

Throat still hurting, head starting to hurt, and starting to feel uncomfortably warm. Giving up and going home. I'll be accessible by text-message if anyone needs me or wants to amuse me.

Cross your fingers this isn't the flu.

Thank you all so much for your lovely, lovely messages of support yesterday. I plan to respond to them all as soon as I can. You're all beautiful.