In an hour and a half, I will have to leave for another 23-hour trip to Drammen. I shall, if all goes according to plan, wait a couple hours in Kristiansand, then try to sleep on the train, then sit through a day of meetings (where I will probably be more asleep than awake for the last few hours) and then take the train back home. I consider it marginally preferable to a bad stomach flu, but worse than a common cold. Unfortunately a common cold would not be enough to keep me home. Only things worse than business trips could do that. Oh the irony.