You remember that scene in Devil Wears Prada were Emily Blunt's character - Emily - becomes an "incubus of viral plague"?  That's what I feel like at work today.

Things I wouldn't mind:

being over this cough

not hearing "you look really tired/sick/(awful)" the rest of the day

not needing a tissue in the forseeable future

having energy

being all better so I can eat chocolate again

being back under the covers

it being five o'clock

Ok... now, back to billing... :l :)