It seems that the stomach issues are slowing going away. Adrian is better. Alex is getting there. Jesse, however, is still not feeling so great. Luckily for him, he gets Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesdays off, so he can take it easy if he needs to. He's got chills and some tummy rumbling, but he says he should be better by tomorrow. I think not, but we'll see.
Ryan and I have so far been lucky that we haven't gotten sick. We're always tired, but that's nothing new. On the upside, I haven't had to cook for the past three days because nobody really wants to eat.
Other than that, I'm drawing a blank. I start to type something and then backspace, thinking 'Uch....that's boring....who cares about that...' Yeah, I'm that interesting. Maybe I should go finish my book. I'm reading 'Tis by Frank McCourt. It makes me laugh because there are these bizarre funny little sayings throughout the book, and my grandma (being Irish herself, like Mr. McCourt) always had these funny little sayings as well, that never really made a whole lot of sense if you thought about them. "Dumber than owl shit"? What does that mean?!