Day three.

Today is the third day in a row that my job has been closed due to weather. Personally, I think someone in administration is being a baby. I mean, this is Ohio; you’re going to get some bad weather. If you shut down every time the weather dips down near 0, which it didn’t, you’ll never get anything done.

Good news is that my mouth had miraculously stopped hurting, though the weird taste I woke up with makes me think that I had an abscess that popped, so I was probably drinking pus all night. And when you can say “The good news is that I’ve been drinking pus…”