I have officially decided that feeling ick is full of goo. Stupid goo. Stupid goo-inducing ickiness. It really does make me grouchy. And smurfing short-tempered. I hate it normally when I'm ignored by someone. Being sick *and* being ignored makes me doubly smurfing pissy.
Grar. People. People and their people-ness. It's a good thing I know non-People.