Feeling blah

I hate getting a cold. Michael and I are infamous for not only getting sick at the same time (mom says we're definitely connected in that way), but we also get killer sore throats. I hate sore throats more than anything. I'm going to be a bum and lay on the couch all day, minus the couple loads of laundry I have to do. At least I can catch up on my reading. I watched Devil Wears Prada yesterday, so I figure I should read today instead of watching TV.