In the moon
October 20, 2004 || Hometown is way too cold
It's just as well we didn't make any plans for this week, for Jim's holiday, as we've both been sick since Friday. Some kind of a cold bug only, but still we've been huddled up inside, coughing and sneezing and feeling bleurgh, and still are.

I'm trying to cure myself by drinking some sort of a whisky blend. It's got herbs in it, so it's bound to be good for you, right? Jim is cooking square sausages (the most useless of inventions in my opinion).

We've been staying up way too late every night - playing (Jim bought Rome Total War), reading, taking baths and so on. You know you're up too late when all those programs containing "violence, strong language and scenes of a sexual nature throughout" give way to adult education and sign language...


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