strep poker
While I had planned on heading up to New Haven for the weekend to catch up with some college friends and to swing by a birthday party for the founders of a company I previously sat on the board of, I instead spent the day at home, feeling like crap, cooped up inside my apartment with a pretty good case of strep throat. As I’ve been running a fever and feeling too crappy to focus for long on anything important, my FreeCell game has been improving immensely.