Monday, Bloody Monday

I stayed home sick on Friday when I was more sick. I came in to work on Monday when I was a little less sick. I'm not well, just less ill. Taking calls and muting to cough or sniffle or what-have-you.

I did zero productive things at home over the weekend, then, except accompany Katie on a trip to a culinary college. We don't know if Katie is actually going to enroll, but we're kind of looking to see what grants and financial aid is available. There's a lot up in the air on that, so basically we checked the place out and paid 50 bucks to investigate financial aid on it. After 4 hours of that, we checked out the butterfly house in St Louis, then stopped by to wish a friend happy birthday and went home.

Yesterday, I made chicken and potato soup with homemade stock. The flavor was really, really rich. In retrospect, I realize I forgot to skim the fat from off the top. So, um. It was still pretty good, though. I mean, I think I can get a much cleaner flavor by skimming so I will next time, but still very edible. I mean, it's not like I forgot to strain it or something.

Ok, so, I got two books in the mail on Saturday - Broken Winged Crane and Masters of Jade, both for Exalted. I've mostly read through them so I'll let you know what I think pretty soon. I've got Burning Wheel on Skype tonight, providing everyone shows so, uh, 50/50 shot, I guess. Katie's just got Mass Effect 3 in, so, in general, mostly dead to the world. Perfectly fine, though. Otherwise, I'm kind of hoping I stop being so stuffed up soon. It's getting old. x_x