Nothing new here. Ginger and I both have the flu and we are both very, very cranky. We hardly ever fight but last night we were yelling at each other for something I can't even remember. The yelling only lasted about 5 minutes but it's something that we very rarely ever do. I hate fighting. I got up at five this morning feeling like I was going to throw up again. I came downstairs and watched an on demand show about something I can't remember. The dogs are being good but the cats are driving me nuts. Buggearah keeps pushing things off of the table, Nermal keeps climbing up the curtain in the living room and knocking my ships off of the book case. Sweet Pea is the only one who isn't pissing me off. She's staying upstairs in the bedroom so the other two cats won't pick on her. We leave the tv on up there for her so she doesn't get too lonely. I've been drinking Ginger Ale like it's going out of style. For some reason the Root Beer is making me nauseous. May be just the flu I don't know. The weather idiot on tv is talking about us maybe getting some snow over the weekend. Man I hope not. I haven't even got the garage cleared out yet. I don't think I'll ever get it done this winter. I just don't care right now. I'm not caring about much right now. I'm tired of getting all of these colds and flu. I hope to get my head out of my butt here sooner or later.