My dear friends...

...did you know that head colds could be fatal?

It's true. My own body is trying to kill me. And this, my day off. Tomorrow, I'll have to drag my achy, chilly, snotty zombie self into work. I plan to spread the plague far and wide. If I don;t feel good, neither should anyone else.

*sigh* My child will have nothing to do with me. I'm not allowed to hug her. That's mean. Why, I've been hugging Mr. Roxy and he has a *terrible* cold.

*blink*

Wait a minute.


I'll be right back...have you seen my baseball bat?