Damnit

5:30am. Did I do any work tonight, then? Nope.
But look, I have an e-mail link and working archives now. Nice work, procrastination.
Bed, followed by getting up, and then work. That's what they all say. If there's a blog entry here tomorrow afternoon, or if you personally receive an e-mail from me before tomorrow evening, then you'll know it's all gone horribly wrong. As it tends to do. Road to hell and all that.

In the unlikely absence of me to entertain you though you can always head to The Spark and find out if you're a mutant.

Right then.