Judging by the way I'm beginning to drag and by the way my head swims while my throat burns, I may be getting sick. Then again it could just be fatigue; it usually is. Then, there is the matter of the three plates of All-You-Can-Eat Pork that I had from Sonny's today at lunch. That probably did little to help to the situation. Little to do now but thumb my nose at the pharmaceutical industry by fixing a glass of bourbon, getting in bed, and thinking positive thoughts.