Ugh!

Marathon training is a difficult thing to maintain when your nose decides to run one of its own.

Puffs plus lotion seems like an extravagantly unnecessary expense until your nose starts running races.

Forget races.  Catching up with Michael, Dwight, Pam, and Jim is a pretty swell way to spend a Saturday.  I've been sucked into The Office and I have no desire to escape.

Hot showers aren't a magic cure, but they limit the pain that is caused by breathing in and out.  

Orange juice and ginger and honey tea are liquid courage for a sore throat.

The whole 'sharing is nice' thing in kindergarten... it was a germ conspiracy.

The same conspirators are behind the pounding in my skull.  Aleve is my secret weapon against them.

Nyquil is also my friend.