The germ bomb aftermath

The slug almost triumphed today. Almost. I was still feeling sick and crappy, yet managed to achieve a small level of productivity.

Reading: About a chapter and a half of Musicophilia.

Exercising: I took a sick day on the exercise front. Point to the slug.

Music Stuff: Piano lesson in the afternoon, though I had to skip out on choir rehearsal in the evening. Stupid sore throat.

Writing-Related Stuff: No writing today. Instead I decided to get critiques done for this weekend's writing group meeting. I was going to space them out over the next few days, but possibly because of the lovely world of medication, I wasn't feeling my usual critique dread today and thought it best to take advantage of that. Tomorrow, though, it's back to the writing. I've got a zombie story I started a while ago that needs to be finished.