I woke up this morning feeling vile.  Nauseous, overheated and a little dizzy.  I feel a little better now.  I finally ate some very bland breakfast and am now back in bed.  It’s cold.  Cold outside, cold in my house.  I feel yucky.  And most the work I need to do today is from the laptop anyway.  I wish working from bed felt decadent and wonderful, but mostly it feels lazy and pathetic.