Sorry, all. I really was going to try, but last night was one of those wonderful stare-at-the-clock events and I'm tired enough to be almost weepy.
That's always a fun thing at work.
I'd tell you about my weekend, but there's not much to tell. Spent it by myself, mostly just trying to give this cold a chance to go away already. It decided that it would like to hang around for a little while longer, apparently, but I'm happy to report that I'm feeling a lot less like minideath (hey, even I'll admit that it was never bad enough to feel like actual death) and if I could just get some sleep I might even be functional.
That'd be weird.
Kind of fits around here, though, I guess.
Later, all.
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