Uvula, that little thingie that hangs in your throat, commonly mistaken for one's tonsils. Well, mine is swollen, and my lymph nodes are the size of golf balls. The little guy has strep throat, and I think I have a massive head cold. But the sore throat is keeping me from sleeping. I did do some editing today, and am pretty psyched about the next edition of Circs in Dawn Endeavor.
I figure I'll bust out some serious writing next week and the following, because Nov 23rd signals Thanksgiving break and..gulp, kids off of school.
Hope you're all staying well.