The cold is finally starting to turn a corner (Mom’s not so much – she’s still in the throes of it). Last night was Dungeons and Dragons night, but I didn’t want to risk getting anybody else sick, and I didn’t want to get overtired by going out…too tired and I’ll undo the good I’ve done by resting.
What an age we live in, when friends can casually set up a laptop and Skype you in.
It worked quite well, actually. It would have been a lot nicer to have been there with them. But you can mute yourself when coughing and nose-blowing otherwise. What a civilized way to be with friends while sick: hit the mute button, cough away, and then unmute.
I have really good friends, don’t I? When I needed to see something more closely, they picked up the laptop and held it over the board while somebody else pointed. It’s rather incredible to think how far we’ve come, technologically, when doing something like this is no harder than trying to remember passwords to Skype and then checking the wifi’s signal strength.
We had a good game. We’re in a dungeon right now, and nearly lost our stealthy thief when she tried to pick the lock on a chest that turned out to be some horrible creature that can disguise itself as other things. I had offered to bash the lock open with my axe – I like bashing things with that axe – but no. ‘I want to use my lockpicks! I never get to use my lockpicks!’ So she used them, the thing promptly turned into an oozing ball of slime and ate her.
(and good friends.)