Oh, I am miserable. Seasonal allergies have started, and I am utterly miserable!! Nick started on Saturday. Yesterday, he seemed considerably better, not coughing hardly at all, a little congested, but definately better. I just started with it yesterday here at work, and it got worse in the evening whilst at Chris' parents' house watching The Ravens' game. I hadn't taken anything, and even contemplated taking some DayQuil out of the medicine cabinet there to head it off, but thought better of it. Suppose they knew ahead of time how many pills there were? So I soldiered on and suffered through. Felt so good to get home and get in bed. Would have loved to have called out today, and by right should have fucking been able to (it's only civilised), but I put in today to take off tomorrow. Even though it is short notice, I can request off and it won't be like calling out. Does that make sense?

Felt bad that I felt shitty and wasn't terribly good company last night, tried to pay attention to the game, I think I am starting to understand a little bit, but Nick was terribly sweet and said that I was fine, and that I was so damn cute, which was very nice considering how red my nose is right now. Plan on going home and taking some Niquil, going to bed, and getting up later for Ottobar. Toying with the idea of drinking some whiskey, again, for medicinal purposes.

Interview went rather well. Have to go back for a second one with the head practice manager. Glad Nick is feeling better. Hope I do soon. I think that Thursday is the Tegan and Sara show that him and Christina are going to. I will be glad to see him later.