Yeah, I am staying home sick for the first time in several years. I am unimaginably congested, and my voice sounds like an awful old man. Whenever I talk, I'm like, "WHOA, where'd Harvey Fierstein come from?"
I'm havin' soup night tonight, too. Yummy clam chowder. ^_^
In my pants, she has burst like the music of angels, the light of the sun! --Marius Pantsmercy