I've been puttering along today. Barely.

Had it not been for my throat, I would have riden my bike over to dad's place to work on Argo. But when you have a sore throat, there's nothing worse than an activity that requires heavy breathing. So I drove instead.

A few minutes after getting here, I started to regret even coming at all. A little bit of dizziness and fever chills started coming in waves. Almost enough to make me drive back home and go to bed. x13 can wait for another day. But not quite severe enough for that.

Send one resume a day, even if there's virtually no chance anything will come of it. That's my new motto.

I downloaded some more music from allofmp3.com. I've been acting like a packrat with that lately.

[cutting it short...]

Off to the airport!