Ugh. I managed to quite efficiently catch Liz's cold, so now I am enjoying a day of too-low temp, coughing, sneezing, sore throat, and overall blecchy gunk.
On the plus side, I have had some lovely naps (the cats have even deigned to bless me with their magnificent presence), played a bit of LotR: The Third Age (I'll be done with that game eventually, I swear!), messed a tiny bit with TurboGears, answered a phone question for work, and enjoyed marvelous leftover chicken vindaloo.
Mad props to Liz for having the patience to put up with me throwing this little monkey wrench into her day. I guess since I spent much of the weekend looking after her, it all works out. Yay for love!
Back to sleep for a bit, I think.
- Mood: sick