Woke up this morning with a case of the punies. Nausea, heavy chest, weak feeling, sore throat...
I hope I'm not coming down with that whatever it is that is going around. My group leader Fernando has missed 4 days of work because of it, and he's the kind who never misses work. Ever.
OK, maybe not ever, but he doesn't miss much.
I decided that discretion was the better part of valor, and stayed home from church.
I rented The Hobbit from Amazon Instant Video. I enjoyed it, but it wasn't nearly as good as the LOTR series. It seemed much more cartoonish to me.
The CG was much more obvious-- at least to me, and I think that added to the cartoonish feel to it. Also, the fight scenes had more of the feel of Japanese anime than sweeping epic.
Overall, though, it was a pretty good -- though not spectacular-- watch.
After that, I had to watch the trilogy. Well, I watched the first two movies. I didn't get to Return of The King.
And I knit on my sock:
I only have 2 1/2 pattern repeats to go until I can start my toe decreases.
Now, since I still feel terrible, I think I'll go lay down and maybe take some Nyquil.