This cold has gotten ridiculous. I sound like I'm smoking a carton of Camels a day, I'm snotting on everything, and I can't hear out of my right ear. Really making a great impression on the new hires at work when I'm sneezing so hard my mascara is running down my cheeks. oof. At least Harry can walk again (he threw out his back this weekend and couldn't even lay down), Beerman's poison ivy is healing, and C-man's cold is mostly on the mend. Only 2 more days...
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