Ah, fucking cold.

In terms of both weather, and the being sick sort. My nose is running like a marathon runner gone mad, and my throat itches like I've swallowed as large dustball that won't come out.

Yeah. Mrrrrf. =T.T=

comments off, since at the moment, comments (doubtfully) will make me feel any better (I want to sleep), and plus, I've got work that's got to get done. (work done, else sleep = not possible)