That I ended up with a cold myself. Which is why I'm home today.

Sick days are way overrated... I woke up with every muscle in my body sore and a very much complaining stomach, not to mention a headache that feels like a cannon being fired at my skull from inside my brain and no appetite whatsoever.

*mutter* If I can see my breath inside the bus, then one would assume that the driver should TURN ON THE HEATER...

But after some Tylenol I feel better. Though I'll still be taking the stairs one step at a time.