Happy late in the day on Tuesday, lovers. Thanks for being super troopers (← GREAT movie) and bearing with me as I fight (or lay moaning in submission of) this cold, you guys. I appreciate the concern everyone’s been showing me, it touches my heart so deeply. Seriously, so deeply, you have NFI. It’s actually kind of shocking how sick I am, really. I’ve been so fortunate not to have had a cold in I think a few years, so this is all new to me. I’m the kind of sick where you find yourself leaning your head on the bathroom mirror to hold yourself up while you brush your teeth, and sitting down in the tub because you realize that taking a shower is actually pretty hard work. It’s like, constant movement. I’m weirdly sicker than I was last week, with new symptoms which leads me to believe that I’ve contracted some sort of cold starfish and it’s just going to keep regenerating arms of cold, and essentially stay with me into eternity. I’m gonna have a cold in heaven, is what I’m working to accept right now.