I do not feel good. Why? Because it's been raining cats and dogs in New York. Even worse, it's become much too cold for my liking. As I write this I'm wearing 4 layers and am contorted into a position that nobody should be in while attempting to write. If I didn't have back problems before, I certainly have them now. But what are my options? Shivering at the crappy chair my old bosses purchased for the office? Falling asleep in the bathroom? Drinking all the beers that our office manager bought…