On Tuesday I fly to London then onto Mallorca the next day so I've been attempting to enjoy the luxuries of civilised life now while I can. This has been overshadowed by getting a virus on my pc then spending 24 hours trying to get rid of it (don't worry, it didn't get out again). Now today, I was enrolled into Nina's project group at IT university to help with their website when I only went in to use their computers, and it doesn't look like they're going to let me do anything else until I leave the country.

We had a party at the weekend for Nina, Gitte, and allegedly my birthday, and we managed to get through about 35 litres of beer and 10 kilos of chicken. Much of this, of course, was supposedly consumed by me, but I have no memory of this whatsoever.