In my favorite episode of The OC, Seth Cohen’s horrible aunt Hailey tells Ryan Atwood, “You know what they say? The way you spend New Year’s Eve is the way you’ll spend the rest of the year.” I wholeheartedly hope she is as wrong about that as she is about EVERYTHING. Because I’m sick today. And can’t do anything but lie around watching a mangled version of Braveheart on TNT because I’m too weak to get our DVD out of the chest (and definitely too weak to get the two-tape box set from the basement (old-school what?!)). Every few hours I have enough energy to try an internet cold remedy, but after the last attempt’s peppermint steam burned through my lungs and eyes giving me a pretty good idea of what Alex felt when he was OC sprayed (a form of pepper spray not to be confused with the aforementioned television series), however not alleviating my congested nose, I think I’m better off watching William Wallace be purified by pain instead of enduring it myself.