February, kiss my ass.

Ugh. February. It's been the rotating month of sick. My turn, Corben's turn, Steve's turn, my turn (and then Corben's turn) again. I'm so done. However, March is mere days away. I'm expecting us all to be miraculously cured by March 1st at the latest. You hear me, universe?? I've had enough of this crap! *Raises fist and shakes it at the sky.* That is all.