Damn that space time continuum!

Good news: fever is down. I don't feel like I've been beaten with a stick.
Bad news: throat is still scratchy.

Good news: my counterpart is out of the office and the office is relatively quiet right now so I can shovel off all the accumulated crap of the last few days.
Bad news: I just discovered a hole in the left elbow of the long sleeved T-shirt I'm wearing. Looks more like it got hung up on the agitator in the washing machine than a wear hole....

Good news: they're letting us go early tomorrow.
Bad news: I need to get my act together if I'm going to BayCon. At this point I'm wondering whether I want to even bother with anything resembling a hall costume.

Yet another mind permanently damaged by too much Tolkein?

http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/g/a/2009/05/20/Hobbit_House_in_Wales.DTL

Wouldn't want to wake up hung over under those wambly rafters is all I'm saying.

OK, not a complete slacker.

Did get a load of laundry done, then kicked back with "A Passage to India" On Demand.

Haven't packed a thing.