Somehow still managed to get some design work done - this is good. It was the initial reason I started closeting myself in my room, after all.
Dragged myself off to the bar, and had, well, a quite pleasant show. It was fairly slow - mostly because of the rain, I'd assume, though I know a large part of the known world is sick.
Discovered that while my upper range is OK, my lower range is severely curtailed. Unfortunately, that's where I'm used to singing. A few painful songs as a result. Oh well.
Got to see unbreak_able for the first time since her accident, dragging her bum leg along. Managed to avoid doing any Igor jokes, thank goodness.
Roxy came back after about a 45 day absence, acting a lot less wild, with a more standard look. Didn't recognize the envelope she'd previously decorated, and had to replace it with something more girly. Looks like I may have collected another one.
And I'm back to Carrows, enjoying some hot pasta, hot tea, and hot soup. Life is reasonably good.