>I’m sick. I hate being sick. I rarely get sick (hence the hating it — I’m not used to it). I so rarely get sick that the cold medications in my medicine cabinet expired way back in 1999. Usually all the running I do gives me some sort of superpower resistance and when everyone around me is hacking and coughing, I’m just fine. Not this time. This time it got me, too.
Grrrrr. I’m not a happy camper.