Bizarro

So, I was called into some kind of archeological dig to check some kind of biological problem. It turned out to be an enormous, perfectly preserved Roman pie from an old fort. The work took a while and I ended up staying overnight. Unfortunately I was very peckish in the night and took a big bite out of the corner of the pie. In the morning, I tried to cover up my crime by proving that the teeth marks were those of a roman...this didn't work and I spent the next few weeks travelling round the world on the run from a team of British Museum assassins..

And then I woke up.

simple things

I put up some spice racks last night using the power drill my parent's bought me. Really quite satisfying..

Off to the climbing wall tonight. This will be the first real exercise in 2 weeks since I've been suffering from the plague for about that long. I think I'm back to normal, and hanging upside down seems like a good way to check :)