I really hope they are wrong

You know the people that say that how you spend New Year's Eve and how you usher in the new year sets up the whole next year of your life? They better be wrong.

Because the stroke of midnight found me with my head in the toilet being violently ill. I'm not using the term "violently ill" idly either - two days later and my stomach still hurts. I have the flu. Or something flu-like. I had a sore throat, then I was sick and then joint pain like you wouldn't believe. If I was 40 years older I would have been a good candidate for a hip replacement. Now my throat is just slightly sore and I'm coughing which makes me dizzy. This is such a fantastic way to end my Christmas vacation.

So far 2010 is off to a rip-roaring start.