I just feel like complaining for a sec

Man, oh man, are Havoc and I sick. He is a champ, thankfully, he pretty much is the same as always just with more snot on his face and every now and then a little bitching. I, however, am a mess. I just want to cry all day long. I suck at being sick. I get guy colds.

What sucks about that is that it is finally freaking gorgeous around here, and all I want to do is be outside, but my nose is all stuffed up and I'm coughing up big chunks of dried up green gunk and my voice is all croaky and weird and if I bend over at all I get dizzy and feel like I'm going to pass out. It's my version of prime climbing weather (everyone else likes it cold, but I like it mid 70's and sunny), and I'm stuck inside. Grrr. If I don't get out of this house soon, I am going to go entirely batshit crazy.

Also I want to lose a few pounds, but it's Girl Scout Cookie season, and all the Valentine's Day candies are on sale, then it'll be Easter, and that makes losing weight difficult.

Blecht.