sickiehead

With hours to go before my trip West, it seems I've come down with a horrible cold. Either that, or—perhaps more likely—in the day's projects we reconstituted a malignant alien life form during the day's work, which involved lifting up some very stinky carpets and scraping/mopping/otherwise removing the crud beneath. Co-op project is going very well. Right now I'll just waiting for the Nyquil to put me to sleep again. Hopefully I'll be able to move out before my flight tomorrow (~5pm).