Alright, I'm not that sick. But I have a sore throat and a head cold, and I'd probably be running a low grade fever if it weren't masked with Tylenol. And I'm all spacey on Sudafed. But I'm at work, God dammit. This is the problem in my line of work: if I can't find a substitute, I either have to come in sick or else a bunch of kids can't stay in school (the medically fragile kids who need to have a nurse present at all times). So here I sit. I have a bunch of paperwork I should be doing, but I'm too scattered and unfocused. So instead I'm posting here and reading A Feast For Crows on the Kindle Cloud Reader.
Maybe I'll work on ideas for the show.