*cough* *hack*

well, i'm on day 2 of a nice little cold.
i should be better by the morning.
because of my current situation, i felt compelled yesterday (as with this morning) to crawl out of bed at 7:30 and drive up to mirabel. see, bad as i feel, i just knooooooow that he'll make such an irrepairable mess out of the joint as well as everyone else's morale if i don't get up there and at least point him in a non-damaging direction.
i cannot WAIT until i get to tell him what we actually think of him professionally...

watched 2 episodes last night. Londo was extending olive branches at the (perhaps justifiably but strangely out of character for the usually higher-ground G'Kar) bitter and angry G'Kar...
oh, and Garibaldi has officially entered the realm of SUCK...
sad, really, for a compatriot who loves food nearly as much as i...

i've got to make deliveries before i can get home and collapse on the couch.
the bastard.
soon. soooooooon.

where's my chaingun?
carlo