Ugh

I seem to have picked up a nasty cold. One of my colleagues had one (has one--he still doesn't sound good), so I'm not surprised. I have homework that was due yesterday, but I collapsed last night and am thinking of going to bed soon now. The question is why do I feel guilty? It's my responsibility to take care of myself, even if I need to do things that other people won't like.

However, I do have to pet Harlee. That's the law -;) Well, according to her, anyway.

At least I get a three-day weekend; we get Monday off for Martin Luther King Day.