I picked up a sore throat on the way back from MO, and while it was never as bad as that, it's only now packing its little bags to leave...

Ergh. I'm sorry: the cold that came to dinner is never a welcome guest. I've been mainlining tea and honey (and Wagner) all morning, so I am hoping that by the time I wake up tomorrow, I'll mostly feel like I can yell enthusiastically at people again, but it is kind of iffy at the moment. All hail the internet and typing.