Well the flu turned into a bit of a throat infection, which itself has turned into a bloody annoying backache (don't ask me how). Hopefully that'll just pass (rather than morphing) with a night of hot water bottle against it. Hands are still somewhat blackened, I'm assuming this is vaugely equivalent to a burn or a scald, and it'll go when the skin renews.

Off to Exeter tommorrow, which'll be nice – it was great to see people at Maelstrom, but since then I've largely been in my room in Plymouth feeling crappy in various ways, and not seeing people except via internets. Then again, I think that's one of the issues I'm having here in general – I see various people at specific times, but I'm still too used to being in a house of people you could bother at any reasonable (and many unreasonable) hours.

Another bright side is that I've 4 bits of mail to put in the post tommorrow, and while that's a chore, it's a good one because once they're sent off, a whole bunch of things that were hanging over me are all sorted out.

Now, for hot chocolate, hot water bottle, and bed with many alarms to wake me.