Take the cilantro, leave the zamboni

I'm at work, and it's half an hour into the debates, but I'm going to home at 10:15 and that's just fine. And in the meantime, my roommate, bless her, just brought me tea. My continued hoarseness seems to have people worried, but I swear, I haven't seen any other cold symptoms yet and I hit the vitamin C hard last week and since the game.

I've been too worn out to warstory properly here, but I wanted to write down some of the feelings I had Saturday night. ( If I can sort them out enough to write about. )