Add stuffy and sneezy to the other dwarves.
I think I'm getting a cold.
I am having a bowl of chicken noodle soup, a large glass of orange juice, and NyQuil for dinner. I am then going to bed.
Because I have to get well by Saturday. We have a command performance (meaning family) wedding to attend.
And if I gave up the Textile Symposium at Winterthur this week-end for this damn wedding, I'm going to go to the damn wedding!