Being sick on one of the nicest days of the year fucking sucks. I was supposed to go to happy hour tonight, but instead I'm sitting on the couch, wrapped in a blanket and trying to breathe freely. I thought the 6 hour nap I took earlier would help, but it seemed to make everything worse. Now I have to find the energy to take out the dog. Maybe I'll take another nap first. Better not, I might not wake up until tomorrow...