We’re all sick. J. has a fever and more conventionally “sick” symptoms, D. has a persistent cough, and I have a headache and low energy and bleh-ness. I should be working on that paper, but instead I’m tempted to start the next Vorkosigan book, having finished Shards of Honor. Yet I don’t even have the energy for that.
Nice weather, though, and I got mushrooms on my half of the Thursday night pizza, since J. wasn’t here to share it.
Nice weather, though, and I got mushrooms on my half of the Thursday night pizza, since J. wasn’t here to share it.