The guy at the computer to my left was snoozing. His head was down on crossed arms resting on the desk. He looked ready for a game of Heads Up, 7-Up.
I’m jealous.
He just woke up.
The girl on the computer to my right is reading fan fiction. Sci-fi stuff. I wish I could tell where it was from.
I think these symptoms are more allergy-related than cold-related.
I’m not sure if that’s good or bad.
I talked with a friend for a little while Friday night:
Outside of the drowsy chatter and burning eyes, and perhaps the late hour (2 hours later in the eastern time zone), I wouldn’t have been able to tell four hours had passed. It was wonderful catching up. Thanks, you.
I’m starting to come down with a little cold. Scratchy throat, headache. I spent most of the weekend sleeping, and I meant to get a lot of work done. I don’t feel better than I did when I woke up Saturday.
It’s a big week, for some people more than others. We’ve gotta be tough. We’ve gotta be strong. We’ve gotta fast. We’ve gotta be fresh from the fight.
A Little Thinking 