In other news, my parents are winging it to a tropical paradise. I ate dinner with them at the airport last night, bringing my mom a cheap sports watch and my dad a CD loaded with MP3s. They're both set.
England in what, 19 days? Maybe soon my passport will arrive. That'd be nice.
I was sick yesterday. I'm coughing today. It's hard to come up with good blogging material when these things are true.