Still sick

The fever, thank heavens, seems to be well and truly gone, for which I'm duly grateful.  Now I seem to be in the next thoroughly obnoxious part, the bit where I either can't fall asleep or wake up after not long enough due to a lack of breathability through my nostrils.  I'm about to shower and will probably do much nasal rinsing today.

And tea.  There's always tea.

I have now had enough of this cold, by the by.  I can be done with it anytime, okay universe?

Someone's take on Princess Tutu

Real Men Watch Princess Tutu:

"Holy hell this is the manliest show ever. Its got people getting their hearts ripped out, evil ravens, knights, fables, romantic subplots, dancing, ballerina princesses. YEA YOU HEARD ME. Characters. Loads of characters more characters than you know what to do with. Too many characters? TOO BAD. You want music? Tutu's got it. You want hot blooded rock music? Get that weak sauce out of here. This show has Tchaikovsky. Does your show have Tchaikovsky? Hell no, you probably can't even pronounce Tchaikovsky. This is manlier than a lumberjack flossing with barbed wire and anybody who says otherwise just can't handle it. WATCH PRINCESS TUTU."

What?  No being on a horse, there at the end?

Five o'clock blahs

( Whining behind the cut )

Rrr.  Tired of this stupid cold already.

Oh, and while I'm whining... LJ, what is up with these stupid rollover adds on the journal entry page?  I am tired of having a giant ad for Wonderbread or lipstick or whatever pop up if I accidentally cross my mouse over that particular 1/15 of my screen.