Dammit. The cough is back. That damn cough that has been around for weeks and weeks. I feel pretty much fine now (except being sleepy and lacking motivation to do work), but every now and then it’s all *hack* *hack* *hack*. I though it was gone. It didn’t happen this much when I was in Miami (which, though nice, is horribly overpriced; the warm ocean may have been worth it—for that hour I got to spend on it). Maybe I’m allergic to Bethesda. That must be it. So clearly I need to get workman’s comp and stay at home all day. Every day. True, that would get boring, but I wouldn’t have to miss Scarecrow & Mrs. King.
Current song in my head:
“One Jump Ahead” from Aladdin