Dear Diary, I'm awake, really

Dude from the tree-lopping company leaned seductively against the door frame and asked pointed questions about my life / house-mate / husband for a good five minutes before I realised he was flirting with me.

Am more interested in my new cough; how on earth do you get a cough without some sort of infection?

...and now that I think about it, I just passed up the chance to enact a fairly popular porn fantasy.

Dear Diary, GP says go back to bed... after movies and volunteering right

Blood tests back, non-snot producing flu incumbent (win! - sort of), GP gave me a medical certificate for all of next week. I'm going to rest up, go to the Watchmen screening then spend the next few days doing essential things only. Essential = Swancon 2009 programming, an Archive of Our Own meeting and sleep.

I also just found out you can synch Gmail with Outlook thus providing a backup tool and instant access which makes me ridiculously happy.

Watchmen

Somewhat overwhelming. Violent, funny, tight soundtrack. Must go read the graphic novel now.

Oh and the snot has arrived.