Sick
I seem to have caught the flu that has been doing laps around work. It seems that we've never really been able to eliminate it from the office, it just passes from section to section and eventually mutates before re-infecting its original hosts.

Unfortunately between the flu and the medication to make me feel slightly more human, I've been left on about 10% of my regular mental capacity. Coding is impossible, writing is difficult, and even Java in a nutshell no longer seems to be a warm and friendly way of forgetting worldly pains.

One of the weirdest things is that the flu is giving me some very bizzare dreams. I have odd dreams at the best of times, but these ones are really setting a new standard. Last night I dreamed that my nose contained an XML parse-tree, which is why it was so congested. Worse still, I kept refusing to blow my nose because I needed that data and it hadn't yet been backed up.

House
We move in this weekend, which means this week is busy-busy-busy. The weekend was spent doing plastering and painting, and we had half of a solar hot-water service installed today (the rest is being installed on Friday). I've been trying to find a plasterer to replace the cornis (spel?) in the bedroom, but every plasterer seems to be booked out for the next two months. The ones that aren't busy haven't been returning my calls.

Smoking
Gill lasted a couple of hours in her attempts to give up, but AFAIK Kat's been clean for about two weeks now. I owe her a little monkey talking-hair-scrunchy for her willpower. Good Kat.