I'll go Oedipus on your @%#

I'm still not feeling too hot today. The sore throat and achiness have set up camp in my head and neck, so I'm trying to co-exist with them as best I can. I really don't feel bad enough to stay home when I have all this work to do to get ready for the first day of classes, too. So instead, I'm going to sit here all day and tell everybody how sick I feel. My coworkers are going to LOVE this!

Did you guys see that dude who confessed to the JonBenet Ramsey murder? Creeeeepy! For such a young man, he sure wears the waistband of his pants like an octogenarian, up under the armpits. And, frankly, I always get suspicious of men who are that skinny. That prominent adam's apple, bobbing up and down every time they talk--it freaks me out! Something about that man's eyes are really eerie, too. I can pretty much guarantee you that if I met that dude in a dark alley, I'd be grabbing my keys and waving them towards his eyes and telling him "Give me a reason."