That time of year...
Nov. 14th, 2012 09:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kukla_tkoThanksgiving time is one of those times of year when I can remember being sick.
This year is no exception. Ugh. The "Halloween Cold" has now settled into my chest and added a deep chesty cough to my misery. I have almost no voice left at all.
Bleah. With the sniffles and a little bit of scratchy throat, I could manage. With this, I'm going back to bed with a bottle of water and I'm going to see if I can sleep it off.
WRONG week to feel like this. WRONG WEEK.
STLBJDCON is this weekend. I have things I need to say in front of the crowd. I have awesome guests to meet and schmooze. I have over 50 people to make happy.
Insert swearing silently here.
This year is no exception. Ugh. The "Halloween Cold" has now settled into my chest and added a deep chesty cough to my misery. I have almost no voice left at all.
Bleah. With the sniffles and a little bit of scratchy throat, I could manage. With this, I'm going back to bed with a bottle of water and I'm going to see if I can sleep it off.
WRONG week to feel like this. WRONG WEEK.
STLBJDCON is this weekend. I have things I need to say in front of the crowd. I have awesome guests to meet and schmooze. I have over 50 people to make happy.
Insert swearing silently here.
