Niche...

Drew hit another birthday again, and it's getting to the point where the numbers - for both him and Natalie - are beginning to become annoying, for if they are that old, where does that put his parents? Best wishes, anyway!

I somehow managed to stumble into the bathroom door yesterday evening, and now my foot is in a sort of permanent Vulcan "live long and prosper" salute. It hurt to wear shoes during last night's shift, and although it's still uncomfortable to walk around in footwear, the pain is not as acute.

I got all of about 3 or 4 hours of sleep this morning, followed by a flurry of translation and related activities. Time to relax.

Cheers...