What soft light from yonder broken window?

 

Ergh. I felt a vague sore throat coming on 8 at lunch time, and now it’s spread to wooziness and a headache. In case you don’t understand the severity of the illness — I’ll be taping the season premiere of Six Feet Under rather than watching it immediately. It’s that bad.

I’d consider reviewing Six Feet if I wasn’t worried I’d just spend the whole time gushing. Perhaps some one-offs.

I’ve got a contract — it seems — to make a website for a paint company with Shannon. This will take up a considerable amount of time for the next month or so so don’t whinge about lack of updates. Not that anyone ever has.

Is anyone listening to me?

Hello?

I’ll just go and cough in the corner then.

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