Well...

I've been ill. Remember those symptoms I had? Multiply them by about 13 times, and there you have it. Fevered for about a week. Very unpleasant. I'm getting better, though. All that's left is fatigue, a hacking cough, depression, and a foul temper (I'm so sorry, Chary). Back to work on Monday, thank god. I never thought I'd say that, but it's so boring to be at home all the time. I completely ruined Matt's festive holiday, though, for which I feel very bad.

Today we went to the pet shop. We missed our little rodenty companions. We bought a little brown and white fluffy hamster.
It's called Johnny 'The Bullet' Ransom: Soldier of Fortune. It may or may not be a boy.

I'm going to stop updating now, as the computer's on the floor, and my back's starting to hurt. However, it's nice to be blogging again.