Holy Fuck, Snow!

Where did all that come from? Last night there was none, today, Loads!

In other news I feel absolutely shite. A bit too early to tell if this is meet flu or continued hangover but my throat aches and my chest feels like a smoked several packs of fags. Woe.

Taking the morning off work to see if it gets any better. Also, dont' want to go out in teh snow :p

Health update!

Since I know how you all worry :p

Shivers have gone, which is good, hopefully this will be a meet flu of short duration. Have even made it to work tho of course that means I have to talk to people, so what little remnant of voice I had regained after a night of silence is rapidly disappearing. Mostly I'm just hoping I dont' need to answer the phone.

Was I inviting all and sundry to Belfast at the weekend? I know I usually do :p Maybe someday someone will actually take me up on it...
If I *was* inviting you all then rest assured the invite still stands ;) It might even encourage me to finally getting round to doing up the spare room. Tho I have to do that by the time anavrinny and heliotic come over anyway.

Come to Belfast, it is GRATE. Well it has lots of pubs. And Ice Hockey. And Murals http://peacelinetours.g2gm.com/murals.html .
Although I think my all time favourite of Michael Stone looking like one of Harry Enfield's scousers is now gone