I am so sick . . . and I know who infected me! I was at the laundromat two days ago and someone near me kept sneezing and coughing. I did not think much about it then and now here I am, laid prone upon my couch with a fever. And being sick in the summer sucks . . . it feels so fundamentally wrong, like wearing socks in the shower.

At least I chewed through a bunch of movies I’ve been meaning to watch. I hit 215 today, for whatever that’s worth (less than nothing) . . .