I fear I may have developed a dreaded summer cold. Granted, summer in San Francisco is a relative thing, but that makes me no less phlegmy and my throat no less scratchy. Other than that, though, I don’t feel particularly sick. Maybe it’s just allergies, but I don’t think so. Either way, if this screws up my weekend, I’m gonna be pissed and I even know exactly which co-worker to be pissed AT…