Okay, okay, fine, I give. I admit I have an ebil, ebil cold of DOOM. My raw throat kept me awake most of the night and I even willingly got out of bed at 5 am. I'm now drinking the free sample of Starbucks VIA I was given a bit ago (it's aiight, but feels like HEAVEN on my throat), waiting for my Dayquil to kick in as I eat cereal before heading to work. Caution: head stuffiness and illnesses may cause run on sentences.

All the way up until the time I went to bed, the weather people kept waving their fists in the air, declaring an awful storm was to hit us overnight, burying us in frozen rain and snow and gross and ick. This morning, I wake up to them all saying "Tee hee. Just Kidding." Being a pedestrian, I totally don't mind. I was assuming that my walk to work would be beyond quite miserable.

Although I'm ill, Friend Lori wants to have a girls night tonight, so Lori, Coworker Jen (who is made of 100% awesome, btw.), and myself will be eating pizza and watching movies and whatnot. Imma see if we can swing by Target or somesuch en route so that I can stock up on Kleenex and not use all of hers.

Ha, the news anchor said that they're not going to send their people out into the cold to report that nothing's going on. "We're not going to insult your intelligence like that." Makes me wonder which channel I had it on in the storm of Jan 04 when they said "More reports on weather conditions coming up, but FIRST! We take you to live footage of a frozen tree."