Somehow, somewhere, I got the flu. In fact, I'm pretty sure I know where. A guy at work has been coming in despite being sick for a week now. And neither he nor his boss would listen to us (the two of us who share the office with him) when we asked that he not do that.

So now I'm pretty sure I have what he had. And my boss is not happy. I can only hope that this clears up by tomorrow.

EDIT: Oh, and don't ever make congee with powdered ginger. I did because I felt so crappy that I didn't want to spend the time it would take to grate the fresh ginger I have. But it came out tasting really off. I'm still going to eat it (it's not that terrible), but I won't make that mistake again.