What Now

I think I have the bobonic plague.

Well, OK, it's a cold or something, but I feel like warmed over death. My boss made me a huge jar of colloidial silver solution, which he swears by, and I've taken a little bit. So far, I don't feel any different.

I turned in Stupid Paper III yesterday, so WOO-HOO! I don't think I am going to do very well on it, but I hope I at least get a passing grade.

I'm going to crawl under my desk and sleep for a while.

Hastared Germs!