So, it turns out that being sick makes life much less entertaining for me because I try to avoid talking to children for fear of passing out in front of them. I do get to talk to the people at the drugstore though, since I've been there about five times in the past week. Today the lady in front of me in line purchased 12 (yes, I counted) cases of soda and ended up getting them half off with some sort of coupon. Maybe she is stocking her own soda machine? Whatever she decides to do with them, I just hope she and the people drinking all that soda don't catch whatever I have. And I also hope that she doesn't live on the third floor like me. Yikes!