It's just a cold--and not even THAT bad of one. But it's definitely knocked me on my butt. *sigh*
And yes, I realize it's largely my own fault. Too many nights up till 2am and missed meals and not taking vitamins and going going going on only fumes. Believe me, I'm getting plenty of "I told you sos"--and I have no doubt many of you will join in. But that's okay, I deserve it. I definitely brought this on myself. *grumble*
So I'm laying low today, hoping that if I'm a good girl and stay in bed and drink fluids and all that jazz that it won't turn into "the cold that won't go away" like what happened last time.
But don't worry about me. I've got my "Sick Day Movies" already queued up (Pride and Prejudice, Emma, and Sense and Sensibility). I've got Theo--aka "the gremlin"--to keep me company (he LOVES when I'm in bed all day):
(and I took this picture yesterday, so you can see I'm not deathly pale or anything)
Not to mention I have no shortage of awesome books to read:
(and this is just one stack of ARCs. There's 2 more. And at least 4 piles of recent releases. My TBR piles are out. of. control.)
But I'm sorry for such a lame post. My slight fever is making the whole being coherent a tad more challenging that it already is. So I'm just going to quit while I'm ahead and stop here. :)
Have a great weekend, everyone!
Oh, and if you haven't entered for a chance to win a signed copy of Eoin Colfer's THE ATLANTIS COMPLEX, you better get on that. You only have till midnight tonight to enter. :)