I'm doing...okay. I got slugged with the 24-hour Ton o' Bricks flu (characterized by high fever, sweating, chills, beaten-up feeling, headache, and mild delerium, although that may have been the Ny-Quil) the day after Thanksgiving. While it was over quickly, it's left me with a persistent lingering dry cough that I can't seem to shake (I'm staying off the phone) and nasal congestion that appears only at night. Needless to say, I'm not sleeping much.
I hope I don't wreck my throat again.
Today, despite my painful cough and crap-feeling, I dragged myself out of bed, bundled up, scraped 7 inches of fresh snow off the car, and inched my way to class on a thin sheet of ice, JUST FOR YOU. It had better be worth it. I want my A, OR ELSE.