Bunyip has also taken control of the snuggley, fuzzy, warm blanket, so I have to make do with the barest corner she has alloted me. Curse her and her feline powers of mind control.
Jye is at work after his holidays. I think I'd much prefer to be healthy and at work than sick and at home right now. I don't want to go to the doctor.
Plans for today; convalesce (more so), play some console games, watch some DVDs and scetch out ideas for Arcon. That last one is mostly done, but I want to get a firmer picture in my mind of what god-awful things I have planned.
And you know what? Arcon 2004 is going to be my last con of writing/running games for at least a few years. Because a PhD is about giving up all of the extranious things in your life.
God, I hate my PhD.