Don't Catch the Miserable - It's Contagious

Yesterday I had the worst headache of my life. It wasn't one of those "I have to keep one eye closed and kind of squint to survive the afternoon" kind of headaches. It was one of those "Please God just let the blood vessel burst and end it all" kind of headaches. Finally at about 7:30 I decided I needed food and caffeine so I left work and went back to my hotel. I had some VERY fishy pasta for dinner (gag me). After I suffered through half of my pasta, I went upstairs and crashed at 9:30.

Then today while I was working, I found out that Casey had gotten sick and her eHarmony boy had taken the day off to nurse her back to help. He's quite the Florence Nightingale. He made her chicken noodle soup and drugged her with Nyquil. That's how you know someone really loves you - they bring you OTC's that will knock you unconcious.

So now I'm just left wondering who the "miserable" is going to spread to next.