Ill.

I'm sick. I've spent the last couple of days wallowing around in bed and on the couch, feeling sorry for myself and watching endless hours of Simpsons, periodically falling asleep.

I was actually woken up from this afternoon's nap by an acute sneezing fit. I had another one just now that resulted in the floodgates of my nose opening, sending out snot at an alarming rate. I had to run screaming to the bathroom, while Ryan laughed at me.

I apologise if that description was too graphic.

In other news, Ryan and I will have been legally married for a whole year in one week and one day.

And finally, the people at the place I have been volunteering at have offered me a job.