Difficulties.

The trouble with this one-a-day bollocks isn't that I can't think of stuff to write about. In fact I've always got about half a dozen ideas bouncing around at any one time. No, the problem is that I never feel I'm able to do those ideas justice, either through a general lack of faith in my abilities or, in today's case, because it's 2am and I've been confined to my room for two days with acute gastroenteritis. And when you've got an illness so severe that it prevents you playing videogames, you know you're fucked.

I'm meant to be going to a party on Saturday. I hope everyone there likes NOROVIRUS.