At my father's currently. It's going to be a multi sib weekend - shall be joined by my brother and half sisters tomorrow. Tiring and noisy, but you know. It just occurred to me that I may not have packed enough clothes. Gods I'm good.

Been off work since Wednesday - upper respiratory infection, you know. Can't tell you how much fun it's been...Well, the bonus is I've been off work, the downside is I'm just getting my voice back now. Hmm. It's tough because I like to talk. But yeah. Fun.

Urm. Been writing a little, but mostly laying in quiet raspy silence. There's some stuff I'll post when I get back home...And when the 'net comes back on, lol...Mum forgot to pay the phone/cable/internet bill, and now that she has, they're all coming back on one by one.

Just got through reading this book Crime by Irvine Welsh (author of Trainspotting) and it is....Almost disturbing, but very very good. Also finished The Stars' Tennis Balls by the great Stephen Fry, in the beginning it was a little tough to get into, but after the first chapter or so I couldn't put it down. His command of the English language really is something...And certainly something I wish to aspire to. Pity I'm so lazy.

So, that's just about it. A note to say I'm sick, but getting better and that I'm bored. Endlessly.

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