...for about a week straight now. I've arizen from bed at intervals to do things like go to a play with my parents, party with flatmates, and play Jedi Knight 2, but I don't think I've ever actually woken up. I'm once again producing prodigous quantities of mucous with which to make my pleas for drugs to "please make the pain stop" basically unintelligible.

I'm happy though... Don't get the feeling that because I'm feeling shithouse that I'm not having a good time. Takes more than a debilitating illness to make me unhappy. Mad props must go to FlatmateLuke and TonyThePom for giving me painkillers and a great book respectively - making my week that much more enjoyable.

Happarently it's time to get the damn design of this finalised so I can actually post these entries publicly, rather than merely adding them to an invisible database.