Today I went to the railway station with my pocket PC and fetched my train tickets for the Xmas mini-vacation, which I had ordered over the Internet, and paid with a plastic card. Very techy. Later I looked in my year-ago diary and saw that I did exactly the same thing last year on the 12th. And felt the same then.
It's not going to work, of course. Not with the Computer From Niflheim, it won't. Perhaps with the new, unless it is chased by the same eerie supernatural chain of mishaps as EverQuest. Perhaps it won't be, since it looks very un-cute.
I've had this taste like soap in my mouth since I ate some snacks when I came home from work. I think it may have been the chocolate biscuits. It is rather disgusting. My stomach is not too good either. I guess acid reflux does indeed worsen when you hang with your head down. I could have waited with that till another time. But old trees in the dark is a good way to get the lungs and heart pumping nicely.