I painted the front door today. It's red now. I sanded it yesterday. Went a bit OTT, really... went to buy a detail sander to try and do a proper job. The door's a bit rubbish, though. I think it might well fall apart. Next time Mark does his excessive "checking to see if the door is shut" thing it might collapse. Ah well.

I think this is one way my brain copes with illness. It's a sort of "keep on moving" thing. The other weird aspect of cold type things is that my tastebuds go a bit peculiar. I mean, not for most things, but I develop this aversion to coffee. And I usually drink a lot of coffee. Does anyone else have this, or is it just me?

I feel a bit odd about mentioning the "Americans hitting the wrong targets" yesterday, what with the Tornado downed by US Patriot Missile disaster. Hmm...

The war is getting increasingly surreal. I mean, on the one hand there's such a lot of it televised that, well, you kind of wonder how it can be a proper war. As my Mum said, the Germans wouldn't have let loads of journlists wander around during WWII. The sheer amount of things being televised, from battles to the bombardment of Baghdad, make me think two things:

1. The coalition can't do anything too disagreeable because the whole world's watching.
   
2. They're controlling what we watch, right? It's modern day propaganda, it has to be!
   

I wonder which is right, or whether it's a mixture of the two? And both sides are doing it. Seeing those five captured US troops...

This isn't a clinical war. However much they want people to give up, they're not all going to. You can't just direct a few cruise missiles at a target and expect everyone to march out with their hands up. There have to be lots of people who support Saddam, don't there? Otherwise they'd have been civil war, surely?

I dunno...