Seriously?

Those diss Gods aren't playing around. My laptop is showing signs that the end is near and is doing some really wacky stuff. Hold on little guy, hold on!!!

Clawing towards the finish line

It started with a tickly throat this past Tuesday. I hadn't taught a full class since January, so I thought it was just me overusing my voice. But, no. Sick.
Sinus cold. My muscles ache. My face hurts. My breathing is laboured.
The diss Gods are really making me work for it.