*cough* *wheeze*

I seem to have come down with the death flu that's going around.

I've had a fever for the last two days, so I'm staying home watching old episodes of Arrested Development. (Thanks, TiVo!) It hurts to laugh as I keep coughing, so the sight of George Michael in a rocket pack fighting off his uncle Tobias in a giant mole outfit while destroying a model village—hilarious but man, did I pay for that one.

I was thinking of trying a new cold remedy—Zicam—but it's starting to worry me a little bit. Evidently some people (OK, a lot of people) are suing the company as they've lost their sense of smell from taking it. I don't think reducing the severity of a cold is worth losing the ability to taste.