Bah. Sick again. First time this year, actually -- my last ailment was this past December. (In retrospect, I should have washed my hands immediately after shaking the audience's hands post-Maestro.)
It's not that bad of a cold. There's a slight sore throat, but a fair amount of malaise. I overslept 'til about 10am before notifying work that I was taking a sick day, and I've spent most of my day lying in bed.
This cold would have been better-timed for, say, last Wednesday. Ah well. I'll miss the puppet rehearsal tonight. It's a bit dodgy whether I will make the Dancy Street rehearsal tomorrow night. And if I'm not completely recovered by Wednesday, well, no dance at the Highball for me.
And now begins the sad, ineffectual-feeling part where I sit around and wait to get better....
Mood: sick · Music: nond