No news, really. The flat is still a wreck, I seem to be ploughing through the mess with incredible treacle-trapped slooooowness.
I am, yes, still reading 2666, and still watching BIG BROTHER. Thwarted swain Marcus has taken to lying under a duvet staring at the ceiling at all times, and femme fatale Noirin has taken to comparing herself to Jesus Christ, and toying with poor Shiavash.
I'm down to my last five minutes on this PC...Ohhhh.....
