Thanks to a good friend, I got my english muffins and Sprite. However, the stomach is still not happy with life, so I'm home again today.
I hate being home sick. There's so much I could get done with a whole free day off of work, but I don't feel like doing any of it. It's sheer torture. Productivity is just taunting me. At least I get extra time to admire my beautiful christmas tree. It's so dark here that I can justify plugging in the lights during the day.
Maybe I'll go rent a movie. Or three.