Sam helped a co-work­er with his fam­i­ly’s com­put­er after work, so he did­n’t get home until almost 11pm! And at that, he had to bring the plagued thing home with him. I don’t know when he’ll be able to work on it, with MoMo Con this week­end.

He also talked to his bud­dy Dean tonight, and learned that Dean has been sick with a cold/flu/plague thing sim­i­lar to what Katie and I have, and he’s had it for eight weeks! He’s been to the doc­tor repeat­ed­ly, and the doc­tor has said, “Yep, that’s how it goes. Noth­ing we can do for you. Go home and rest. Drink lots of flu­ids. Here’s your bill.”

This is not mak­ing me any more cheer­ful, I’ll have you know.

This post has been self-cen­sored for being uncon­scionably whiny.

Move along now. Noth­ing to see here.