Bleh encore

My immune system has the consistency of swiss cheese. (Not hard--full of holes.) I'm sick again--but this time I missed a day of work.

With any luck, though, I'll be better by Thursday, which is when Ken says he'll be able to meet up with us. He plans to record a message from us, to play at Mike and Rebecca's upcoming wedding. I'll have to think of something sufficiently evil to say.

In other news, I scored 69% on this test. Yeah, that's right. Guess who knows the verses of the One Ring in Black Speech?