Well, I’m getting sick. I felt the telltale tickle in my throat last night, and valiantly tried to sleep with ravaged sinuses and a pounding headache. I felt better this morning, but my germ-enhanced ride to work did little to combat the evil gathering in the delicate tissues of my breathing tubes. I don’t have time to be sick – in addition to 5 assignments for 3101, three presentations and accompanying lesson plans for 3102, my regular work schedule and a myriad of household duties, Ed is leaving for a whirlwind trip to Alberta this week. I know things could be a lot worse, but I really hate having to soldier through an illness – I don’t WANT to be a trooper, I just want to sleep.

I’m attempting to keep an ongoing log detailing the Ways the 2010 Olympics Have Interfered with My Life, but so far it’s an empty list. I can’t imagine it’ll stay this way for long – this morning was our first sample of Olympic-style traffic, and it was pretty horrific. It wasn’t the Olympics fault though; last night’s wind storm did a number on the city and bridges were affected by trees and accidents. It WAS my first experience with busses being so full they won’t pick up passengers – not really a big deal, except we’re the first stop immediately after the depot. When we finally got on a bus, we played a smell round of CRAM! and suffered untold indignities on the steamy ride into town. Naturally, now that we’re safe and dry indoors, the sun has come out. This is going to be a hell of a couple of months.

I need to go to the drug store for drugs. I need to talk to my boss about how much school is a pile of suck. I want to do neither of these things.

Being back in the office is so much better than being in class. Tomorrow we get hot dogs! Hot dogs to help ORPHANS!