I woke up today and feel kind of terrible. My throat is dry, sore and scratchy. It's negative 15 degrees outside, and I have a tendency to sleep with my window cracked open and lots of blankets on my bed. It creates a super-warm cocoon for me to snooze in, but it may have led to the sickies. Blech.
Oh well, still got up. Still went to the gym.
Yesterday I was pressed for time, which is why I had such a weak blog post, but I got all caught up at work and now the pressure is passed down the line to the next guy. I guess that's good?
Anyway, not much else is going on. This place is frozen and quiet and I'm continuing to do my thing.