Yesterday I learned there's a bug going around, and I was bragging that I rarely get sick. Come this morning, and I'm feeling signs that the universe will soon be punishing me for my hubris.
Hard to do since I gotta go to work. The worst part is that when I do get sick enough, it's usually bad enough to make life needlessly unpleasant, but not so bad that I can justify staying home. It's like a sick joke (durr hurr).