Yes, the day I am to travel to GenCon, I wake up with a nasty head cold. It sucks. [Censored for whining.] The only thing keeping me amused is my SO running and getting me cold medicine and tissue and my apocalyptic fantasy that I'm about to become the progenitor of a pandemic illness that will sweep the world but leave me and some of my loved ones alive because they'd already been exposed through me.
They don't call me "Apocalypse Girl" for nothing.