Ah. Much better. The shower made me feel a thousand percent better, and Zappagirl has brought a thermos of coffee up to the computer room because we're just that lazy. Me, personally, I would have moved the coffee maker up here.

The Loverboy on the internet radio station, however, is not doing anything for me. Yeesh. Time to find a new station or a CD before "Working for the Weekend" is stuck in my head.

Crap. Too late. "You wanna piece of my heart?/You better start from the start/You wanna be in the show?/C'mon baby let's go!"