Out of commission.

I caught a nasty, nasty cold. Like, I've been sleeping on my lunch breaks... sleeping when I get home from work and I have been in bed all day today.

We have tickets to catch Louis C K. How could I miss that? Sitting in already paid for seats and sitting in bed isn't too much of a stretch for an hour or two is it?

But seriously, I look like death. I made sure repeatedly that we did not have seats for the front row. I look and feel awful.*

*Minus getting really skinny because I've been subsisting on Sierra Mist and French onion soup from Panera.