Jeez! I’ve go yet another cold – this one’s bad. I shook so much in the night that i’ve managed to put my back out and can hardly leave the bed – i’m lying there now, writing this on my PDA. If it’s bird flu, which it could be as I was dead near the regent’s park herons on monday, I’d like the patio song by gorky’s zygotuc mynci played at mu funeral. If it’s not, I’d still like that played, as I can’t reach the stereo…

From last week… I actually couldn’t leave my bed to blog this.