I'm sick today. I suppose this is what I get for stubbornly refusing to wear a coat this weekend when it was in the low 30s. It's been two whole months since I've been sick (the Strep incident right before my birthday) so I suppose I should get a gold star for that. Granted, it doesn't really change the fact that I'm nearly out of sick days. So that's... awesome.
What's ironic is that I used to be healthy growing up. Clearly I've made some poor choices as an adult.
Now, someone come make me some grilled cheeses and tomato soup.