Sick.

Maggie says:
Right now I should be headed out the door to meet up with Marjorie and Mikaela at Martineztown Park for the Cesar Chavez march and rally. That was the plan, anyway. But my body had other ideas. I've spent almost 24 hours now with a high fever, a really annoying case of chills then sweating, a throat that sounds like sandpaper, a pounding head, achy muscles, and a nice serving of phlegm thrown in just for fun. And I've already missed a dinner, a birthday party, and drinks because of this, which was bad enough. Being sick sucks. But missing the Cesar Chavez march due to sickness is the last straw.

Go forth and conquer, m². Kick some ass for me today!