After all, if I just had a cough I'd be in work, I only let myself take time off if either I'm physically not up to it, or my brain has turned into cheese.
It should therefore be no surprise that attempting to kill off my massive tab backlog is going badly, because I can't actually read anything with more than a few paragraphs long that requires actual thought.
I can, at least, enjoy the music from My Mad Fat Diary, which Julie is currently working her way through the first few episodes of. Lots of awesome mid-90s music going on there.
Nice article
here by the author of the (semi?)* autobiographical books the series is based on.
*I'd check, but for some reason I can't get to Wikipedia at the moment.