Gunko-Throatus
While we slept last night, Andreas’ cold snickerty-snacked over the bedsheets and crawled into my throat. Now I’m sick, too. Not too bad though. And if his illness is any indication, I’ll be moderately ill today, really sick tomorrow, then on the upswing by Saturday. That’s fine. I can deal with it.

I’m considering subscribing to Salon Premium. Not right now (since I’m as broke as a glass figurine in a toddler’s hand), but when I get back from Paris, I think. I’m also thinking of selling my first born to the devil so that I can afford a digital camera to take to France. I mean, really: I’m not going to have any money to DO anything there–I can at least take photos, right?

Today I’m working on Amazon reviews, returning a swimsuit, and going for a walk in the woods.