Something might possibly be going around because Tisarwat hadn't felt very well yesterday, and it wasn't the usual chip-induced migraines she usually got. Something more like a cold, which was particularly irritating because a nuisance little bug like that shouldn't be something that should be an issue for any truly civilized society. But she had to admit, it was actually a little surprising that, trapped on a rustic planet like this one for so long without any advanced medical care, she hadn't gotten sick more often.

It was a little better today, though, enough to get to class and go to work, though she just sort lingered by the counter most of the day with her tea, shifting through music suggestions on the internet and reading about the various artists that caught her attention on Wikipedia.

Groovy Tunes is open!