Bleargh

My PT/INR is back up again, at 3.9, which might explain why I feel so craptastic. Luckily SyFy ran a Dr. Who marathon today, which my DVR thoughtfully recorded for me, which should make me feel a bit better. I've got one of those chills where you're cold and sweaty at the same time, which seems to defy the laws of nature, but still occur.

Cullen is off camping so I expect his group will be slaughtered by either a mysterious creature or a maniac with a complicated family history. Isn't that what happens every time a group of college kids go camping?