|| Another day...
||Feb. 21st, 2003 09:10 am|
... and still lurgi'd.|
Offered to go into work if I could get a lift, couldn't, so didn't.
Walked to the end of the street to post a letter, felt rather the worse for it. Seems to be a pattern for this lurgi - crap when I wake up, recovering by 9, knocked flat as soon as I try to exercise.
duranorak: Sorry love, this means no London for me this weekend. Can do the 8th/9th instead? *hugs good kitten*
Damn, I can't even type right now :/
Damn, I wish I could sort out my IPP login troubles, that calendar thing is so cool.
Do you remember us having a long conversation about IPP, authentication and passwords once? I remember it well, but I've been trawling through my email trying to find a record of it without success...
Meeyow, poor kitty *cuddles*
Open the windows slightly, *and the curtains properly*, sit around doing useful stuff and don't cycle anywhere until you feel better. That is an order. Sit!
(If you don't have any useful stuff to be doing, i have a few dozen sewing projects that need doing...)
Oo and does the changing to the 8th and 9th include the rest of us who're going too? (semi-hopeful as have particularly large pile of work to do this week)