The game continues, because we haven't been playing it like rabid maniacs. The format for this current (final?) Fatal Frame is conducive to it, splitting the story into annoyingly small bits on a nightly basis. Hopefully, we'll get back on the horror track soon, so I can continue my enjoyment of watching Das Roommate squirm at the least little sound.
Thanksgiving was... bleh. Every damn member of my family has some itieration of the galloping crud, so we spent all of two, maybe three hours together. None of us really felt sociable, nor did we feel much up for cooking... but forms must be followed. No real mashed potatoes to speak of - grump! The stuffing was slightly underdone, the bird itself was a little overdone (a rarity in this house) and the pie dough should've been pre-baked, as it was - and still is - more gooey than flaky. The green bean casserole was fantastic though!
I'm still sick, and shall continue to be sick until either my head explodes, or Monday morning, whichever comes first.
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