Rain. Buckets of it.
Career fair -- why did I agree to lead the session on resume writing again? Eek.
More congestion. I wish I knew whether this was the same old cold or a new one, or even my allergies acting up (although allergies shouldn't swamp my chest like this), because then I would know whether I ought to bite the bullet and go to the doctor.
Cats. Chasing each other around the apartment. I wish I could bring them to the career fair. That would liven things up.