He's close.

He's so close, in fact, that even though i cannot hear him... i can feel him. Lurking behind me. Inside me.

Ugh! I hate this. I wish this cold would just hit and stop teasing me like it has since Thursday.

If i'm going to get sick... let me get sick. If i'm not, well, then i don't need this post-nasal drip crap either.

Usually colds hit me like a sack of potatoes. I wonder if this one is progressing so slowly because i'm in better shape this time than i've been in in years.

Or it could just be the nature of this particular cold bug. Bleah!

There are a couple of people in the office with a cough that almost resembles a death rattle... something i'm NOT looking forward to.

Wonder what this will do to my workout schedule this week. =^(

*groan*

What i'm listening to:

Sweet Talkin' Woman
Electric Light Orchestra
Out of the Blue