Mark would be out painting a red cross on the door if he wasn't also struck down. 

All I did today was lie on the couch watching anime. Project A-Ko and Kiki's Delivery Service. I've not been hungry for days, but oddly enough I now want steamed buns. Those are hard to get hold of in Glasgow. Glasgow needs to be more like Tokyo, though preferably without all the apocalypses. Apocali?

Stuff.

I have an interview for some temp agency on Monday at 4. It specialises in medical secretaries. If I can still touch type well enough, I will have money and stuff. I'm not sure whether I want to succeed or not. On one hand, money is good (in the non-moral sense) but on the other, I can manage for a couple more weeks in which I could sit at home and drabble while looking for jobs.