Sick

Blergh. Ever since we came back from Shadowrifts I had a cold, and it turns out it's a very persistant cold. And now lookey, lookey, it's brought its friends Angina and Coughing Fit.
Well, I supressed the angina with a shitload of raw garlic, much to NoKey's distaste, but after being stuck with the mucus for a week now, the mucus retreats and hands over the banner to the coughs.

I've been blah and - above anything - cold for two days now. Dusty loves to lie in my cloak. But I did finish re-reading The Mists Of Avalon.
This is not getting any work done. *sigh*