Not All Blog Posts Are Interesting

I'm almost done being sick. I'm still coughing and producing more deep down sinus gunk than a human should, but the fever and aches are gone. Now I have to start working on this apartment. It's in the kind of mess that comes from living alone with a bad cold for two weeks. I expect to have the place all clean, bit by bit, by the end of the week. Living alone can be exhausting at times. It's especially so for me, because I abhor a messy environment, but my natural inclination is to make a mess. My own entropy is a never ending source of frustration for me.