I also managed to give it to the Significant Other who decided he had to outdo me with explosive diarrhea. (I'm kind of OK that I didn't have that.) So now he's lying in bed experiencing what I felt a day ago (although I learned what real misery is -- feeling that sick and having to do laundry and put new sheets on the bed because someone else is sick. Go, moms!) so there's some day-old sympathy there but I find myself already bored with his sickness. Odd how that works, huh?
I was supposed to finish and turn in my dating column, but with the last three days of illness and nausea it's been placed on hold. Will do this week. Swear.