But not really sick.  It's a weird kind of sick, like a cold, but really minor.  Still, in the mornings I feel like crap, and then perk up as the day goes on.  So today I went to visit a homestay in my neck of the woods, and now I'm back home.  Screw you, work, I'm taking the rest of the day off.  I've got my vitamin C.  I've got my Airborne.  I've got a couch and a snugly blanket.

I also have a deaf neighbor upstairs who needs to stop watching TV so damn loud.  Seriously, if it were in English, I would be able to follow along with the dialog.  Getting tired of old Russian neighbors... except for the old guy who always wishes me a "good morning".  He's cool.

I received an email from an unhappy student today.  She was complaining about a number of things related to her living situation.  Apparently the heater doesn't work, something is leaking, blah blah blah.  As I was reading it, I realized that I'm totally on the side of the residence where she lives.  She's paying my company for a service: we place her in appropriate accommodation and help her to deal with any situations that might come up.  That's my job. 

And she's right.  There should be heat; the ceiling shouldn't leak.  I should be taking the student's side in these situations (to a sensible extent).  But I don't.  I work with these residences everyday.  I've known the managers for over a year now.

Just something I realized today.