E's Journal

4:17am: Disgraceful
The templates are less than attractive, and tweaking them is ever so time-consuming. I'm off to bed, probably having nightmares about CSS.

2:29am: Boredom, eternal
Ten days with the dreaded lurgy, and no hope of a cure. When I die I will become part of the animal quarantine statistics. I would have preferred something a little more dignified, like anemia, but no... Slowly sniffling and sneezing my way to an early death, I am.