Thank god that's over...

[babysimon]

Course of antibiotics finished. Lump has reduced from golfball shaped to button-shaped. No more antibiotics. Now capable of felling slightly attractive. But the most important thing is that the antibiotics are finished. Apart from the not-drinking thing, which is obviously tedious, those things (Flucloxacilline and Metro-something-ine since you ask) seemed to have some psychoactive properties. I got very depressed - with a side order of random mood swings. Fuck, Hannah has to do nine months of that. Poor thing. I am now nearly back to my normal cheery self. Birthday rescheduling will be announced soon, possibly tomorrow.

I also had the fun experience of having every bad smell magnified x100. Sorry to anyone whose breath I recoiled from. And my sofa smells, but not as bad as Liverpool Street. I hope that was psychosomatic. No, wait, that would mean I was mad. I hope it wasn't. I... Oh...

In todays work news, our Moai LiveExchange licenses timed out, and Moai were slow at coming up with new ones, so I ha><0red it (OK, having a Java decompiler made it easy). For a product with such a massively obfuscated data-access layer, the license enforcement was dead easy to find. Isn't it meant to be the other way around?

Still no questionnaires though. Some of us have work to do...

Comments

[ciphergoth.livejournal.com]

j00 r 1337, d00d!

[babysimon]

Oh god.

As an aside, my desk neighbour at work is the only person I've ever heard say "haxor" out loud. He seems to say it about once a day...

[stonehan.livejournal.com]

Sounds much like pregnancy, actually. I think a course of them should be mandatory for all partners of pregnant women. Which you are not, and you therefore should have been spared the agony.

Have a beer or three for me!

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