It ain't so bad. I played a bit of Lego Batman, played with the little kids before they went to bed - they all fell in love with me instantly and the adults couldn't believe how good I was with kids. Now I'm sitting on the porch and feeling the moisture from the fog on my face. It feels good. I'm still feeling pretty sick. I should probably call in but tomorrow I get time and a half, so I'm still working even if I'm coughing up a lung.
Happy new year, imaginary friends.