Yuck

Sick, sick, sick.  Everyone is sick.  Friends from cyberspace, friends from real life–all sick.  Myself included.
Yesterday I took the day off but I needed to get back to business today.  Still, I am struggling.  I need some fresh air but the continuing winter weather is not making that very appealing.  Maybe later, I’ll head over to the convenient mart to get more diet ginger ale or something…
Yesterday I read Michael Crichton’s Next from cover to cover.  528 pages in 5 and a half hours.  I don’t love being sick, but I do love having that kind of time to read. 
I always find myself wishing Crichton was just a slightly more talented and slightly less formulaic writer.  He could be really amazing.  But there is comfort in the formula, and it’s good for me to have some “fluff” reading to turn to.