Plague

It was another busy week at work. There were deadlines, crises, and crazy people to deal with, but that's a typical week. The worst part of this week is that a new cold or flu is making its way through the office. So far four people in our department alone have already gotten sick—and there is only ten in our department—and now the sickness is making its way through the rest of the office. It really is like a plague. So far—knock on wood—I've been able to avoid it. But, then again, I always seem to avoid whatever disease is spreading through the office. I'm not sure what is wrong with everyone's immune system, or maybe my immune system is just made of steel. Who knows. I just hope I can keep resisting these colds and flus, because based on the looks of some people and the sounds and fluids coming out of their bodies, this latest flu must be really awful.

Current mood: tired
Current music: iTunes on shuffle—Anna Nalick "Catalyst"
Current drink: orange juice—preventative measure!