Recently, as I was traipsing through life's cosmos, I acquired a Cold. It has settled into my head and is eagerly causing runny nose, frequent sneezing, a sore throat, lack of sleep, and Irritability on a Grand Scale. I hate colds. They make me operate at about 20% usual capacity. Easy tasks suddenly seem as impossible as swimming up Mount Everest when I have a cold. I want it to go away, and I also want to refuse to deal with the world until it does. But I have a couple of responsibilities that must be dealt with before I can burrow into my bedclothes and hibernate. Argh. That Argh is more than my usual Argh of simple frustration; it's also the noise I make when I try to breathe with a cold. Fuck this cold.