Well, first and foremost, Sue Ellen was a major pain in the ass today. I have no clue if she's just gotten more whiney and obnoxious over the months I haven't been around or she was just being more of a bitch than normal. I've just about had it though. I've told Lori already that the next time she spends an entire game whining at me, I'm going to slap the stupid out of her. It's one of the most annoying and rude personality traits I've ever seen in my life, and coming from me, that should mean something. Hell, if I call someone else rude, they must really be fucked up. Anyway, I endured two sessions this time around and I simply refuse to do it again.
Other than that, I had some drug issues. I hadn't eaten anything all day other than a little bit of pasta that Bernie didn't want and I think that's what caused the nausea and dizziness. Just the normal sort of side-effects I get when I pop too much of the codeine. It wasn't dehabilitating and I was able to work through it.
All in all, around 20 or so people participated and we ran 3 games of Candy Man, 2 of Hex-Hex, and 1 of Cutthroat Caverns. Those who played seemed to have a good time (with the exception of Sue Ellen) and I hope at least a few of them decide to show up for the tourney. I was surprised to discover that I scheduled the thing for the day before Easter, and that Easter falls on my birthday this year. I don't think I can ever recall an Easter coming so early. I've always thought of it as an April holiday. That proximity may be helping to drive down registrations and turnout.
In other news, I called Bill S tonight to see if he and the other Bill wanted to go for breakfast tommorrow morning like we had talked about. His mom ended up calling me back on his cell to tell me that he's in surgery at the hospital and that she and Bill M were waiting for him to regain consciousness. I immediately thought something truly catastrophic had happened. I mean, death or dismemberment, or something along those lines. Apparently he had an appendicitis attack the night before and they called 911 to get him to the hospital. Once there, an x-ray showed it was about to pop so they snicker-snacked it out of there. He should make a full recovery though he'll be in the hospital for another day or two. It's a good thing they got medical attention for him when they did. Hell, if it had been me, I probably would have just popped more codeine and spent the next day hoping it'd go away.