So I've been sick for, like, five days or something now, the kind of sick where you stay in bed all day and STILL feel exhausted at the end of the day.

That's the downside. The upside is the enforced boredom has made me work on my mansucript, organize email, deal with all kinds of boring teaching crap, catch up on a freelance project, and otherwise do all the work you can do from a computer.

Not too shabby, for a person with the kind of fever where you have crazy dreams that you're remodeling old homes with vampires. (Too many commercials for TrueBlood and too many episodes of Property Virgin, obvs.)

I think I'm probably going to miss tomorrow, because I'm still fevery, achy, and phlegmily disgusting to be around, but I'm starting to feel a little better. Soon I'll be back to my old unproductive ways. Bring on the cable TV, bitches, because I am tired of being in bed. Thank you.

Pssst -- but being virtuous feels sorta good.