Meme Time Again...

A - Accent: Variable...
B - Breakfast Item: Yogurt.
C - Chore you hate: Cleaning generally.
D - Dad's Name: Colin.
E - Essential everyday item: I-Pod Shuffle.
F - Flavor ice cream: Minghella's Orange and Grand Marnier.
G - Gold or Silver: Gold.
H - Hometown: Gosport, Hampshire.
I - Insomnia: Urf, yes.
J - Job Title: Service Desk Manager.
K - Kids: Definitely not!
L - Living arrangements: House.
M - Mom's birthplace: Rugeley, Staffordshire.
N - Number of pets you have: None.
O - Overnight hospital stays: None.
P - Phobias: Death, General Anaesthesia
Q - Queer: Most definitely!
R - Religious Affiliation: Anti.
S - Siblings: 1 Sister.
T - Time you wake up: 06:25
U - Unnatural hair colors you have worn: Copper, blond.
V - Vegetable you refuse to eat: Brussel Sprouts.
W - Worst habit: Picking my nose.
X - X-rays you have had: Teeth, Chest.
Y - Yummy: Chocolate.
Z - Zodiac sign: Sagittarius.

On The Mend Again...

I'm getting a little concerned. I need to check my records, but at least three times lately, before making a trip over to the US (including this next one on Monday), I have fallen sick with some bug or other. I am just getting over a bout of painful sinusitis combined with a sore throat, and have been popping various pills, potions and tomato soup to try and get over this damn bug. Last March, between coming back from Stockholm and visiting Clifford in Provo, I was laid up with the 'flu, which turned into a nasty case of tonsillitus while I was over there. And the year previously, before heading off to Portland, I was laid up with an ear infection. Psychosomatic? Lowered immune system? I'm puzzled.