TheBoy was sick yesterday with a slight fever, yet oddly no other symptoms. It's more like he was just running a little hot than anything else.
I took the day off and did a whole lot of nothing but entertain him. Played some PS1 games (because that's all the damned PS2 can handle now) with him and WarHawk without him. He actually seemed to enjoy sitting there telling me when to fire missiles and shot this guy or that.
I've been rereading my NaNo novel that I stopped in mid-stream last December. I was about halfway through the story when Christmas sucker punched me and I let it get away from me. But, with most television ending soon, I think I should make a stab at actually finishing it. Getting reacquainted with the story is tough, as I have only a vague idea where I was going next. The general plot line is clear, but the details are fuzzy.
I left it in a weird place too, because I'm really dumbfounded as to what I was thinking.
Only six months till the next NaNoWriMo.
posted by Evil Wayne @ 1:53 PM
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