Not cold, but definitely tired. Too tired to do more than take the most casual squint at comments, fail to catch up on your postings, avoid reading my mail.
I'll do it tomorrow, when I wake up. A great time was had in Andover, but, oh goodness, I'm glad to be home.
The nose is pretty much clear, by the way, but I've ripped an intercostal with the cough. *wince* It'll mend.
Goodnight, all.
PS: Hm. LJ spellcheck doesn't know "intercostal"; suggests "Pentecostal". I've never knowingly ripped a Pentecostal in my life...