It's a pretty safe bet...

I caught something grody in my lungs.

I actually feel fine apart from the occasional tickle in my throat, a heaviness in my lungs, and the fact that I sound pretty manly at the moment...it's super sexy.

It's a cruel irony that I was away from Bruce for most of the last week, and now that I'm back and can theoretically see him, now I'm sick and don't want to contaminate him.  Fate has a sick sense of humor.

In other news, I get to watch Bruce's nephew tomorrow... I think I'll dub him "SC" (for Super Cute) on this here blog, because that's what he is, super dang cute!