9th July, 2001.

Ah, peace... I'm at home, sick, dosed up on Sudafed and some generic paracetamol/codeine combination to keep the sinus headaches and cold symptoms at bay. It's mid-winter, the house has the kind of interior temperature normally associated with high-level poltergeist activity, there's nothing to eat, and I'm still happier than I would be if I were healthy, warm and at work.