As previously mentioned, I was way sick with the bronchitis for about a week.
Last Wednesday, when I was well enough to be restless after six days on the couch, but not yet well enough to go out, I called the CB and asked him to come visit and bring a movie. He is my most geographically close friend, after all. He never even called back.
Stan has admitted defeat, and has paid up on the bet well ahead of the deadline. I say, if you can't be nice to me when I'm seriously ill, that's not even a lack of romantic intent, that's just unneighborly.