I'm sick

Not of life, which has been great lately, but I think I've caught the nastiness that has plagued the wife all week. And the worst bit, I'm meant to be heading down for the annual joint birthday party with Tonks at Fado's. I'm betting everyone will still have a blast, but would have been nice to be able to turn up to my own party (even if it is early).

Anyway, off to take some NyQuil and hit the sack.