Yesterday's tired/achy/punky went into full-blown sick, and I'm hoping we haven't passed it on to too many people as it incubated. Sigh. Bleh. I'm also hoping that markgritter is feeling better in time for all or at least some of his college class reunion stuff this weekend. Poor traveling sicko. timprov and I are home, and my mom is taking care of the bop and running errands as needed; she has agreed to fetch markgritter from the airport, so his poor sick self just has to get that far.
This is not the most fun we've ever had.
There is more sleep in my future. And reading a Scott Westerfeld novel. And then more sleep.