After a ten hour NyQuil induced coma, YHB is back on his feet. Not dancing or anything yet, but I can walk straight and I no longer feel as if I'm encased in ice while I'm under a fleece sweater and a cap.

Took some time today to go to mr_weasel's workplace and kibbitz; he works in Milton now, so I can drop by with impunity with a cup of joe.

Am currently burning my way through THUD!, with the Silver Lake on deck. I'm such a slow reader.

But, yeah, today's a good day. Huzzah!