I have a cold. A miserable, feeling-sorry-for-myself, but-really-know-that-it’s-not-a-big-deal cold. I am soooo stoopped up… it feels like my head is full of cotton batting. The only reason I slept at all last night was because I took an Ambien and washed it down with Nyquil. Ok. Pity party over. Back to work.