*cough cough cough*

With the exception of three hours at the Agora and trips to PCC for eats, I've spent every day since Wednesday mostly in my apartment. I didn't help a certain couple of returned exiles move into their house as promised because I figured they wouldn't appreciate my coughing all over their stuff, their guests, and them.

From the Dept. of Smug, I wore my Lucrezia Borgia costume (pictured above). The last time I wore it, I didn't have real boobs. It also fits at least as well as it did when I made it 15 years ago. (No corset last night.)