Between the post-nasal drip and the diarrheah, I’m sore at both ends. (TMI, I know).

I’ve got mandatory meetings at the beginning and the end of the work-day, today, so I think I’m going to take four hours of sick-leave and try to sleep this off midday. I’m even putting it in my GroupWise calendar.

Sandra’s illin’ too. Gleek has a fever. Patches has goopy-nose-and-ears. Link’s fine, and Howler is well. Sounds to me like a rhinovirus is making the rounds, though, with three of us down with similar symptoms.

Funny thing: my shoulder feels better. I’m not going to go play disc golf today though — it was 79F (26C) this moring at 8:00am. I’m sure it’ll be a hairs’ breadth from 100F (38C) by lunch today, and I’m not going to take my sickly self out in that heat. Besides, it’s probably just the twisted ear effect. You know, you twist a horse’s ear when you brand it so it’s paying attention to pain up there on its head right up until it’s too late and its butt is on fire. This cold may be making me not pay attention to the shoulder.

Whatever. Rest, vitamins, fluids… it’s all on the schedule for today. My co-workers can scan my schedule for free slices in which to schedule meetings, and there won’t be any.

–Howard

I just learned that my neighbor’s son just took his own life. I think he was 25, or thereabouts. He’d recently gotten a job at Novell, working in security. We’d met a couple of times in the halls, and in the lunchroom, and we’d spent time sitting on the porch there in our little cul-de-sac, just talking about stuff.

He looked happy. He was always smiling.

I feel sick.

And right now, I can’t even remember his first name.

–Howard

For those of you interested in Disc Golf, there’s an LJ community where I posted this rant about some new discs I bought.

I need to follow it up with a rant about how that particular community might as well be a fence-post for all the feedback I get back out of it. Except for the one time I posted pictures from Rotterdam, that is. You’d think those guys were spending all their time outdoors, playing disc golf, rather than sitting inside at the computer reading live jour… oh. Never mind.

(Oh, and whoops. Somebody just replied to my post. Forget that fence-post comment, really. I meant nothing by it.)

Additional cross-posting can be found in the Open Letter, itself cross-posted to the SchlockTroops LJ Community, which you really ought to read if you like webcomics, because there’s fun “inside story” stuff in there. Go clicky!

What else… hrrmm…