Brian slept over Sunday night. So slap me.

My manager is away on vacation this week. She kept to work at about noon. When I saw her, she put her finger over her lips and went "Shhh." Then she walked into her office, and closed the door. I think she left about half an hour later.

I've got a bit of a cold. Last week, if I wasn't resting, I'd get a small sore throat. I guess last night, from sleeping with Brian (I always sleep like shit when I sleep with Brian) I didn't get enough rest, so the cold has started to blossom.

I've been exchanging mail with Clark Bull. He stumbled upon my journal, and told me about his.