and things went downhill from there

I sincerely hope that I didn't pass along this virus to anybody that I met at the convention. For the first time in days I'm actually (almost) starting to feel better - we'll see how I feel after the meds wear off. More accurately, today I'm not curled up in a miserable little ball thinking, "I wish this cold would either clear up or kill me and be done with."

I apologize to everyone who I didn't get to spend enough time with at the con. I wasn't purposely avoiding, or blowing anyone off at the con. I'm afraid for the most part I was just feeling too miserable to be good company, and I spent an inordinate amount of time moping around up in our room.

As an added bonus, I threw out my back helping to load up a truck on Sunday night. Fortunately my cold took a nasty turn for the worse right after that and distracted me from the pain (though the pain killers and a hot shower also helped). Aw man, I'm gettin' old and falling apart.