I swear, my immune system has gone on vacation or something. It’s been 15 days since I got sick and I do not appear to be getting better. It’s not debilitating or anything. I’ve been working every day and it hasn’t really interfered. It hasn’t stopped me from going out either, as you can tell from the previous entry. It’s just really annoying to have this constant head cold. Stupid thing better go away this week. As the Damned would say, I’m sick of being sick.
Today I’m staying in, though I have a bunch of work to do on the next Warhammer book (surprise). We’re trying to get that off to print by Wednesday, so I need to use my Sunday wisely. Probably good I’m staying home today though, as I’ve had a fairly active weekend already. Friday night I saw Kung Fu Hustle and it was terrific. Very creative and very funny—hats off to Steven Chow for that one. We then stayed up until 4 am drinking and talking, which was perhaps not the smartest thing I could have done. Yesterday I played in Tim’s game in the afternoon, then spent two and a half hours getting from damned Renton to Seattle due to bus breakdowns, sporting events, slow people, and missed connections. Finally made it up to Ray’s place at nearly 9 and we went up to the U District for dinner. Met up with Nik and Christine afterwards for more gabbing, but everyone was tired so we knocked off early.
While I may have to do a bunch of stat blocks today, I can at least smile with the knowledge that those of WFRP are a hundred times easier to do than their d20 cousins. And that’s no coincidence.