Sick.

Trust me, even if I'd been around this week, you wouldn't have liked it. I've had stomach flu since Friday night and have been crawling around the bathroom floor throwing up and fainting and stuff. I am up to Day Number Five in bed. I am seriously hardcore. I rock it to the tip top. I am so hip it hurts, gastro-intestinally.

Meanwhile, I heard you were looking for these:

* Your pen
* Your photo album
* Your vinyl collection
* Your pay cheque
* Your mother

Funny how they're always in the last place you look.