getting there
I feel dawn breaking on the horizon of my cold.
I’m still feverish, but the other symptoms are starting to subside. And while I’m still stuffy it’s not the painfully stuffy anymore, just the obnoxiously runny stuffy. I think I’ll probably end up needing to stay home tomorrow, because I know that if I try and do anything useful for more than an hour or so when I’m feverish I just wind up worse than when I started, and, I figure if I’m still feverish I may still be contagious. I hope not as I went to dinner with Dachary and Miller and Sean tonight. I wouldn’t have gone except for the fact that after dinner Dachary was moving to Washington D.C. and I couldn’t skip her farewell dinner. I tried to be careful and hopefully I didn’t get too close or too coughy to infect anyone. :/
In other news: Dido got into a scuffle with an aggressive Mastiff because Dido’s an idiot who can’t leave well enough alone sometimes (translation: a dog). Also, I watched Horton Hears a Who and was really disappointed. There were some good aspects but I didn’t like the writing or how they tried to make it “hip”. In the end it was pretty but very forgettable. However, I think five year olds will freaking adore it.
