Well, I’m ill. I’ve been awake for eight hours today and I’m exhausted, my nose keeps running, and I’m coughing like I’ve been smoking for fifty years. Hopefully a little bit of vitamin C and a lot of rest will fix me.
Needless to say, I blame Sarah S for this.
Thanks to Claire for insisting that I wasn’t well enough to go to work this morning (turns out she was right) and to Jen for going "aww" every time I coughed this evening as we said goodbye to Jimmy and kicked him out of town. The place won’t be quite the same without him.
I’m still curious as to how everyone is catching it off me. I really must stop kissing everyone.
That’s the worst of it: I didn’t even get a kiss out of it, just the… uhh… symptoms.