Worst Lich ever.

Last night was the best game of Pathfinder ever. Back Alley Trey rocked it so hard, our faces almost melted off.

On the downside, I woke up at 5:30 this morning sweating and with a sore throat. Lame. I am sipping tea and bouillon (not at the same time) trying to make it feel better. It is working. Sort of.

Today has turned into a day of getting to feeling better/doing a bunch of stuff. And I don’t particularly feel like writing anymore. Especially since I just remembered that I didn’t put up yesterday’s daily photo.

And now the people are calling me.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC