zombiedip is sick as a dog, feels terrible. Probably crashing early tonight, Hell, she took off of work early today, which is unlike her. Erik had it, she got it...I'm looking down the barrel of a gun, here.
Hey, on a good note, I appear to have found the resonating frequency of my apartment. Reading some stuff to Di, I made a loud "WHOOOO!" sound, and both of us just stopped dead, listing to the ringing die away...fuckin' CREEPY.
Just a couple more races before bed, I think...heh, yeah right.