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Disaster has struck! Taking advantage of the Evil Landlord's absence the other evening, I fired up Oblivion and generated a character. Now he has to prise me out of his computer chair with a larger crowbar every time he comes home. It's fortunate he does come home occasionally, or I'd never get any work done at all. My mother didn't raise me to be a computer game addict, but guess what? I did it all on my own.

The bloody headache finally departed, reluctantly, and with obvious dragging of heels, somewhere around Friday lunchtime. Persistent little bugger.