Anyway, it's a luxury to be able to just waste a day when you want to. I don't feel great but, more importantly, I don't feel horrible. And my lungs are still not involved so I'm not worried either.
I did take a little walk up to the post office to both mail off a return and to make my tracker happy.
I think I'm going with buttered pasta for dinner. The Mariner game starts in 30.