Tuesday, June 02, 2009

Best laid plans...

Hey, you know that really cool thing going down tonight in my hometown? Yeah, I'm not going.

Turns out, cold viruses have a nasty sense of humor. See, I've had a so-mild-I-could-just-ignore-it cold for days now, and I figured by the time the book release rolled around, I'd be right as rain.

Instead, I woke up this morning with a sore throat and what I can only assume is a cinderblock wedged in my sinuses. I could barely get out of bed to call in to work. Methinks partying ain't the best idea ever, and even if it was, giving a writer a cold at his own book release seems like pretty bad form.

Blerg. I guess it's back to bed for me.