I had a very bittersweet weekend. The bad part? I've been sick! I lost my voice, my head was hurting like hell, and now my stomach is joining the fun! (I know, very sexy!). Today is cold as fuck and after throwing up this morning I decided to come to work anyway since I have a couple of meetings. BAD IDEA! I felt a little better after the "return" but while I was in the subway everything came back. Thanks to the freezing cold outside I forgot all about the stomach until I came into my office. Now I'm kind of stuck, because I might as well stay for the meetings, but I can feel that at any minute I might be running down the whole.

While I wasn't particularly excited about the Superbowl, I still wanted to watch it. Well, to cure the headache I took some sinus medicine that knock me down cold, so I missed almost the entire game (I only woke up for the last 4 minutes!).

The sweet part? That might be a secret (no, I didn't get laid) sometimes a special connection can be as nice.

If you excuse me I'll go lay down under my desk for the rest of the day.