In the words of Silent Bob, I’ve got nothin’.

I woke this morning with a sore throat, ringing ears, and aching jaws. It seems that I grind my teeth during my sleep when I am developing a cold. The only good thing about my tonsils revolting against me right now is that Le Kidlet is at Chez Grandma, leaving me to rest in bed, coked up on Tylenol and whatever else I can get my hands on.

Of course, being coked up presents a problem when it comes to studying. It is mighty hard to concentrate when you can’t keep your eyes open for more than 30 seconds. I’ve taken to reading my International Relations text to the cat, at this point I am sure he remembers more about politics in the Ottoman Empire than I do. If only he had opposable thumbs he could take the chapter tests for me too.

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