Soup dinner.
20 February 2011
A little sore throat lingering. Phlegm. And my teeth hurt.
"Your teeth hurt when you have a cold?"
"My teeth hurt all the time. But they especially hurt when I have a cold."
The library was very quiet. So one, it was okay that I was a little low on pep and my brain wasn't quite at full speed. And two, very few people approached the reference desk, and hence very few people were potentially exposed to my cold.
Some time in studio cutting up audio for Electronic Music. Home. A soup dinner at 11:15, though I was still the first of my roommates to eat. L made pasta at 11:45. M also made pasta, at 12:15.
A hot toddy as the cold gelled in my sinuses. And bed.