We had a great time hanging out all day (and I still managed to get a sunburn). I also managed to consume quite a few of these:
So Sunday looked a lot like this:
The only evidence that I have of my being alive on Monday is that I posted to Beelog as the rest of the day is a whirling blur. Today I called out of work since there is no further denying that The Sick has arrived. This very moment I am atop my couch moaning and groaning. Zicam, take me away...