Scott has a sore throat.
He's pretty miserable.
Strange, though -- we both thought that I caught what I had from him. After all, he's been having sinus issues for... well... about 15 years ;-). Anyway, it looks like I gave him the worst illness ever.
But then where did I get it?
At least it's almost the weekend. 8 more hours, and then he can camp out on 1/3 of the couch for two days.