Blip-writeup

Too tired, achy and feverish for a proper write-up right now. Just to say that the trio that actually made it to game (dodgyhoodoo, weaselbitch and lokean, despite lurgy, bless him -- otherwise we wouldn't have been able to play at all) survived Silent Ceoris (barely) and are currently stuck in Doissetep with a badly wounded Lucille, the hope that Emily, Michelle and Grinch didn't get eaten by gargoyles on the way in to rescue them from Ceoris and no idea where Molly is. And Ceoris is no more.

I'll get through proper details another time. Right now I'm feverish and I hurt. I mean, a lot. But gaming was good; better than sitting at home moping in front of Sims all day. I'm hoping I'll be well enough to do the work thing tomorrow. I'm doubting it, somehow, but I can hope. Not that I'm adverse to time off work exactly, but I do have that work ethic thing and my being able to go to work will mean I'm better. Better is good.

Damn the lurgy. Damn it all to hell.