believe it or not

Going home early and resting up seems to have helped push back the flu-like symptoms I've had.  No gym though, I didn't want to tax myself, nor did I want to lift less that I usually can and beat myself up about it.  I picked up dinner, which included a perfectly cooked steak (it was soooo good, almost as tender as filet mignon), then had lemon ginger honey tea and watched Constantine with water_childe.  My interrupted sleep occured again.  I suspect now that my pillows are to blame.  Both of them feel more like rolled up socks stuffed in a bag than actual pillows.  The back of my neck feels like someone punched it.  This mandates a stop in Porter Sq. to invest in a couple of awesome pillows.  I wonder if I'd be better off in Downtown Crossing?

Nice one!

Taxes are in the mail (federal) and tele-filed (state).
I'm back to getting refunds again and it feels niiiiice.