Home sick from work... for some reason they didn't want me to come in with a 102.8 fever. Have cycled through the chills since then (shaking like a heroin junkie is not fun) and suspect I'm back on my way to a fever phase.
Theraflu is vile, nasty evil stuff which taste-wise holds about the same resemblance to lemon tea with honey that cherry cough syrup does to actual cherries. That said, I am feeling better.
And the winds are wheeling about outside. Ferally. With glowing yellow eyes.