Well, it finally happened. BJ, our roommate and last healthy person in the apartment, has succumbed to the plague. He has a fever and a sore throat and is currently sacked out on the couch. Why, I'm not sure, but there it is. Ryan's at work, and Sameh's still asleep, so I'm the only awake person in the house. Woo?
Felt better last night, so I texted the co-worker who needed her shift covered, who no longer needed it covered. I was then awake half the night solely because of my drippy nose, getting up several times to either attempt to quietly blow it (so as not to wake Ryan), or go into the hallway and really blow it. Pretty miserable night. And, thanks to our room being very warm and dry, even with a fan, every single tissue I use ends up some shade of red or pink. Yay.
Otherwise, I'm okay. My throat still feels swollen and sore, but it's definitely going away. The dripping nose is even better for the moment, I think mostly because there can't possibly be anything left in there. Still, I've learned my lesson: never try to bluff your cold. It may get worse on you just to prove whose boss.
In other, non-sick news, I played with Photoshop quite a bit yesterday. You can see what I did over here at my phototumblr. I may continue experimenting today....:D
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