after returning from france

was buggered last night, and our flatmate having the run of the apartment for the week apparently wasn't ideal. i spoke to my mum, unpacked, bought soup with the kid and went to bed exhausted.

this morning's shave was really difficult, and took about ten minutes. my cast is driving me demented!

i made the shuttle, and spent the first half of the day clearing email and talking about the trip. the second half of the day i spent working and talking about the trip, and arrived home to find the kid watching firefly, not having seen the doctor yet...

i just chatted with and thanked my cousin who organized the holiday, and now it's posting time.