Well, this is a little odd

[desperance]

My coff of former posting is now inarguably a koff: harsher, sharper, more deeply embedded. Still occasional, though; I don't really koff very often. When I do, I am entirely convinced that I am sick of a sickness, and want nothing but to lie on the sofa and be wan. But then I stop koffing, and I feel fine. Five minutes ago, I was thinking about a beer while I worked. Then I koffed, and was instantly thinking about stepping away from the computer in the general direction of a hot toddy. Now I'm not koffing, and actually maybe a glass of wine might sit well in my one hand, if it were counterbalanced by a book in the other...

What is actually significant, of course, is that it's 6.15 and I haven't had a drink of any sort thus far. Yup, must be sick.