Foo. Patrick's 'heat-stroke' turned out to be the flu, and by Monday night, I was really sick, too. So we've both been off work most of this week and feeling pretty crappy. I think this may be the same flu I had over holiday--I started work despite feeling sick, chugged ahead, popping paracetemol (like aspirin) to get through the days, and eventually the symptoms went away...only to descend again with greater power than ever! ("Bwaaahahahahaha....")

Oh well. Yuck, yuck, yuck.

In other words, I haven't been doing much, apart from lying on the couch (which I will be doing again in about 5 minutes). Mmmm.... I finished Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, which (no surprise to anybody) I loved; I read Jenn Reese's Tiger on Strange Horizons, which I also loved; and...mmmm...

Wow. Illness makes my week SO MUCH less exciting!

Nothing more to report, I guess. Oh, except that the weather is cooling down, finally, and I'm getting excited about WorldCon. We leave for Glasgow two weeks from today! Woohoo!