Sunday,
October 28, 2001

*koff*koff*

*snurfle* I think I have a cold. No, make that I know I have a cold -- I haven't had an ounce of energy all day, my head hurts, my sinuses are clogged, my throat is getting to that interesting point where it's not precisely hoarse but is about to drop an octave any moment now, I keep running a fever, and the glands under my jaw ache like a bitch. I actually turned the heat on, I was feeling so crummy.

And I have to go into work tomorrow because I need to get some help pages finished and checked into sourcecontrol. This is gonna be an experience in zombiedom, I suspect -- if I last the day, I'll be shocked spitless.

At least the place isn't too bad after the party last night. I managed to get most of the rubbish tossed into garbage bags and the dirty dishes into the dishwasher, and the rest of it was a case of moving furniture back to appropriate places. All I have to do is run a vacuum through the place and make do some judicious scrubbing in the kitchen, and it'll be a place of beauty once again.

For some reason, I can't really dredge up any enthusiasm about that, sorry.