Haven't blogged much this week, I know. Haven't done much of anything, actually. I have caught another cold - or rather, the way this feels like, it's the same cold I've had since, what, October? It keeps pretending to go away, but I think it just goes into hiding, and comes back as soon as my defenses are down. I switched to a set of turbo meds, and am feeling marginally better, but I still can't stop clearing my throat every thirteen seconds, and my left ear has gone offline again. As I leaned towards the bathroom mirror this morning to apply my eye liner, I coughed, and my lower back took this opportunity to seize up, which is why I am sitting in bed with a heating pad. What am I, a hundred and twelve?