BOHICA

This is not the greatest week.

I'm coming down with a cold. This is probably due to a) flying b) nearly pulling an all-nighter on Sunday night/Monday morning and c) just not eating right the last week or so. I might also want to start wearing something warmer than a baseball cap on my head in the cold Chicago mornings.

The thing that I can't blog or e-mail about, but can have in-person or evening phone conversations about has set its course even further south, and put in for full steam ahead.

Translations: Estoy buscando el trabajo. Je recherche le travail. Ich suche nach Arbeit.