Joinnnnnn ussssssss...

The lurgy that has sent Jess scrambling for her security blanket and a lagoon of hot herbal tea has been working on my kidneys like a dwarf with a hammer. I was so numb by midday yesterday that I couldn't even crawl away from the horror that was Ben Afleck. Corran has better news - a new place with his name on it. A hefty deposit and a threat of bodily harm at any rate... If it all falls into place we'll be neighbours and can borrow sugar from each other. All that good stuff. Aaron's been over a couple of times - throwing his goddamn Canadian health in our faces. Is there anything sadder than sick British people? He's here now, the pair of them have terraformed the dining table into some kind of Miramax forward listening post. Very interesting to be a fly on the wall. How they work through Jess watching Buffy is beyond me.

I'm hoping that we're both going to be better by 10am tomorrow because that's when Jamie gets in from DC. I'll be meeting her off the plane and as we've never met I just told her to look for the guy sweating like a terrorist. Jamie is one of those smart Americans who writes about what's going on in the rest of the world and gets into arguments with the President's security detail because she doesn't cheerlead with the rest of the crowd when the idiot stumbles into a room. Should be fun having her here if we can just shake this damn plague. We'll be able to eat popcorn and watch all those snazzy helicopters pick off those pesky insurgents. Is Peter Jackson directing the war now? I've lost count of how many endings it's had.

Kitten update: Sandwich has taken to pulling all the paper from the recycling tub in the kitchen - whatever she's building is complicated and looks messy, but I'm a layman so what do I know? Right know she's making these strange warbling noises to a huge empty cornflakes box that stands monolith like on the floor. She's spent a week playing inside it, but it's new vertical configuration has her pausing for thought...

We spent a portion of this morning watching dumb as dirt American documentaries - we had no TV at all for most of last week and it was great - now I'm forming a band called 9/11 WIDOW. You can all be backing vocalists.

Oh yeah, Jess got a new job... now she's handed in her notice I'm allowed to speak of it but I guess she'll have more to say about it over on her site. The best bit from my point of view is she only starts at 10am so with a little luck I'll never have to look at 7am ever again. The best bit from her point of view is perhaps the foreign travel and fighting robots and stuff.

[Music: The Shatner]