Yes, I know there are worse things in life, the universe and everything, but it transpires that the virus which has plagued our band's drummer for the past two weeks has chosen me as its new home. For the first time in what seems to be ages, I have a fever, my voice is all but gone, and has taken my brain with it. Wahey. Someone pass me the 2-(acetyloxy)benzoic acid, I'll be off to bed, watching Princess Bride with my eyes closed. At least my ears still work.