*sneezes on flist*

Was feverish enough to send myself home from work this afternoon. I feel guilty, but I did five hours, and being unable to think doesn't do me much good. Came home and went and fell asleep (yay). Dreamed of a cruise ship with a small crew that went around rescuing drowning victims (wtf).

Am making myself finish B5. I might make it all the way through, tonight.

Bleh. Too much man pain. *hits Sheridan and Garibaldi a couple times*

Londo and G'Kar, otoh, still made of win.