Xmas
Xmas was... OK. My parents were ace as always, bright and merrily conversational despite me being full of cold and not on top form. My immune system sucks ass. We picked up some particularly fine new media, including "Yes, Prime Minister", Family Guy (series 2) and Scrubs, all of which I love. Morgan and I finished season 2 of Lost last night. Woot! How good?
Right. Time to stop expanding my waistline and get back to my clinical audit.
Right. Time to stop expanding my waistline and get back to my clinical audit.