Leisa rang earlier. Turns out she was sick on Thursday and Friday with a stomach bug. So now I know that it wasn't entirely my diet, which is good, because I normally have a fairly strong constitution. So she said she's going to get on to getting our waste-water pipe this week. That'll be good. Yay, clean clothes.

Sam also rang. She's sounding better but disappointed about her phone. It's either been lost or stolen and we're all inclined to think stolen. Leisa said that Sam's prediction...

Every time a car drives past my unit, I get paranoid that it's going to be somebody coming to see me. I don't feel like seeing anybody at the moment. I also don't feel like conversations with any of the people I might potentially see - Leisa, Judy, Jens - I'm buzzing on my solo thing at the moment.

And the reason for that paragraph was that a car drove past my window just as I was starting this blog entry, and I had a little minor panic.

I'm wearing clothes that are...