The world is not brighter. My nose is still running. I've watched more movies today that I did the entirety of last semester I'm sure (with the exception of my marathon sewing sprees). I've run out of things to watch. I spent all day today wrapped in an afghan with my feet on a heater...drinking enough orange juice to turn my teeth yellow. Yummy. I've started lacing it with grapefruit and pineapple juice just for some variation. And I pulled out a few cans of brothy sorts of soup that I thought I'd never again have the stomach for after eating so much of them last semester. Anyway -- the three day weekend couldn't have come at a better time. I have three full days to have a wonderful time feeling miserable. Being sick is really the only time one can have guilt free leisure. And I intend to enjoy it!