If you loved me, you would bring me tea.
I've been feeling rough since yesterday and this morning's test confirmed that I wasn't just being miserable: I am positive for COVID. This is my second time and definitely much worse. I have an appointment on Wednesday for a booster shot but I guess I won't be needing that.
All this to say that I'm going to skip a round and I will talk to you again when I feel better. I keep trying to be witty about it and failing. For the moment, I'm going back to bed. If I die, you can have my stuff.