This was supposed to be a weekend in PA for me, watching 60s spy movies. However, I was feeling rotten Friday afternoon, although I didn't think much of it at first because I haven't really felt well in weeks. When I got home and took my temperature and discovered it was 101.2 - on a thermometer where my normal is 97.7 - I realized that perhaps I really was unwell. By morning it was only slightly elevated, but I decided that perhaps I'd better not push my limits any more than I already had.
So instead I stayed home ( and did laundry, worked on increasing my geek cred, and prepared for next weekend. )
So instead I stayed home ( and did laundry, worked on increasing my geek cred, and prepared for next weekend. )