This afternoon I have come down with all the harbingers of a solid fall cold. Scratchy throat, a bit of postnasal drip, mild to moderate headache, burgeoning lassitude, and a serious drop in both attention span and IQ. I finally had to leave a major meeting at work and stumble back to the hotel, with a stop for sickie supplies. This has me missing a big business dinner tonight.
Been poking email and blogging until it feels sane enough to try to sleep. Which would be, erm, just about now, give or take another ten or fifteen minutes.
(It's so swell, being sick and alone in a hotel room in a distant city.)