I’ve been bragging all year about how Californians don’t have to bother with humidity or bugs, two things native Southerners would appreciate. Well, it’s still true, but my Malibu doctor told me today that I’m suffering from a bug of a different kind.

He said I would have picked up this bug before my trip to Arkansas last week, so there is no truth to the rumor that I am allergic to the South. I’m just an unlucky guy who is stuck with being sick for a while. Nothing that a little time, rest, fluids, ibuprofen, and Mucinex-DM won’t cure.

Being sick sucks plenty all by itself, but to me it’s exacerbated by having to miss work. I would have been supervising today, and I would be advocating tomorrow — but for now, I’m just hoping to make it back to join my team of law clerks by Wednesday.

Sometimes you think that your body finds a way to force you to rest when you don’t listen to it very well. If so, I’d appreciate a note or something instead of the combination of fever/headache/congestion/aches/cough. The latter just spoils the heck out of any rest.