Inevitability.

Hey, you know when you spend the last week reading and hearing all about how everybody is getting sick and catching the flu and you're all, "Wow, I can't believe I haven't gotten sick. How lucky of me!" and then you wake up the next day and immediately run to the toilet and spend the remainder of the morning alternating between emptying the contents of your intestines in the bathroom, curled up on a fetal position on the couch, and sipping precious hot ginger tea?

I hate when that happens.

In other news: I have more tests to grade before tomorrow than I care to count. BLAAAAARGH (that was either the flu talking or my distaste for test-grading).