All's well. The meeting went better than I expected.

It was actually pleasant.

And I almost cancelled on him. In my defence, my fever had returned and I started to feel lightheaded.

I wonder if this time it could have been psychosomatic?

I'm going to see The Two Towers for the fourth time tomorrow. This time it's with my mom, who has only just seen The Fellowship of the Rings. We're going to make an afternoon of it, heading out for lunch beforehand.

The Two Towers will be screened once more when I get back to school. Hey! I made a promise to Ryan! Heh. I know. Excuses, excuses, eh?

I have a problem.

At least I have no desire to attend any conventions, nor will I ever!

Please. Somebody hold me to that.